Welp...I Fu@ed up!

Started by Merlin, January 31, 2017, 06:08:26 PM

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Merlin

I go the car into my shop and spent a few moments with a fork lift pulling the front and rear end out. I got the hood to close and latch and the rear to close. A couple of trailer lights and I could be road legal.







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jedduh01

Fox Racing front Plate = Race Car , Its destiny!

Merlin

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MiniDave

Seems like the right thing to do, did you pull the motor and sell it first?
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Merlin

No,

I took it to straight to the scrap heap. I simply could not invest any more time into that pile of shit.

Took at $160 hit on it after it was all said and done, but it is finally gone. Now I can focus on the many other projects that I have.
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Jims5543

"Can he fuck it up some more?"

LMAO!!! If you were closer I would buy you beers.

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride! -Hunter S. Thompson

Merlin

I'd drink them!

He actually did fuck it up more. He flipped that car over and picked the gas tank out of the car like a tick with that claw, then pick the whole car up and flung it like it was a stuffed toy. I feel like I made out on the deal as we rally drove that car around our lot with zero-fucks and then got to watch it be destroyed. Money unwisely well spent.
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Jims5543

I feel really empty right now that I know this event happened and I was not able to witness it in person.

This is why I drink, to fill the void.

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride! -Hunter S. Thompson