unstable bob gable |
06-15-2007 11:01 PM |
A good day turns MUCHO EL SUCKO!!!
I went over to Wayfast's to help him get a stripped bolt outa his engine, and I took the AMX. The trip over was uneventful, the bolt came out easily, and Matt seemed to like the AMX. 8-) Usually when I leave Matt's I "get lost" and come home a different way then the way I take over to his place. Well, tonight I went the "right" way, and I stopped to get gas on my way home. Well, there were a buncha teens working/hanging out at the gas station, and they all went NUTZ when I pulled in! They were all over me and the car, and I musta been there a good 10 mins just answering questions, everything from how a fuel cell is different from a gas tank, to "do the cops mess with me?" Then the topper was 2 of the dood's hottie g/fs asked to get their pict taken w/ the car. I was like "HELL YEAH!" And they even asked me to be in the picture! :mrgreen: As I was leaving there I did a massive schmoker burnout, and all was good. Then I made my way towards 287, and my good day was about to get EXTREMELY f'd up! I got on the ramp to get on 287, and I hit some MASSIVE pot holes! I could tell just by the way I hit that my rims were gonna be messed up. I got really mad, and uttered some words not meant for man or beast. I got on 287, and I sped up, and I thought I could feel a vibration not there before, like one caused by bent wheels. :evil: At this point I just wanted to get home so I could survey the damage. Well, of course traffic was heavy, and a total doosh bag in an Audi w/ Pa plates was hogging the fast lane. I didn't tailgate him or flash my brights...I just wanted to get around his lame azz. So, I pull into the middle lane, and attempt to go past him so I could pull over into the fast lane and keep moving. Well, dooshy Audi speeds up, so I can't get over to the fast lane. So, I get behind him until I get a space in the middle lane, and I try it again. Well, azzclown Audi does the same thing. At this point I'm ballistic, so I pull up next to him in the middle lane, and give him a 2 handed middle nose picker salute. Well, he gets all PMSey, and acts like he is gonna side swipe me, and starts moving over into the middle lane. I react by moving towards the slow lane, but there is a car there. At this point I say "F it." It ain't worth getting my car smashed up because of some doosh bag. So, I slow down, and get in the slow lane. And go from there. I got home and checked my wheels: both fronts are bent, and adding this to my rear one that got scraped up at the grease trux, means I have 3 bad wheels outa 4. Oh well. Some time this week I'm gonna try and take 'em off and get 'em fixed. I can't stand to dwell on crap like this. :-x
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