my rear drivers wheel decided to make an exodus from my car. all four wheel studs had broke and i was turning into a gas station b/c there was a wierd vibration from the back. when i turned, it left. i get out and there are these guys digging a hole for a gas line for something, and i look at them then one says "your tire is rolling down the road" so naturally like in the movie Rat Race i take off after it in traffic (thank God everyone stopped, even though they had no choice) and grab it. when i get back to the car i realize the guy that said it was a friend of mine from high school i haven't seen in about 5 years. so, i guess that it wasn't a totally bad experience. i'm just glad it didn't happen on the way back from Jamestown on monday.

i really dislike this car, i traded in a perfectly fine V-6 accord for it that i never had any probloems with for a car that i have easily dropped $5000-$6000 just to keep running over the past 3 years on top of what i paid.


"What did you think about that Dorothy girl?" "The whole Judy Garland thing kinda turned me on. That doesn't make me some sort of fag does it? "Nah baby, your money." 98 Black SVT #3560 of 6535