Not Much of a Story to This One…

In high school, let’s just say I wasn’t the most popular of people. I was happy to get my new vehicle, so I could start cruising for chicks. The problem is I bought it from a friend. The engine wasn’t good, so I helped him put in a new one. After a couple days, that engine was no good. It was a very frustrating time. I helped put in a third engine. I did learn a lot about engines, but that one soon failed too. One day, I got in my truck to go to school. With the engine problems, I had to put the carburetor on full to get the gas flowing in the system.

 

I woke up started my truck and got it in gear. The truck took off, but there were no brakes. I started flinging around. I don’t know how fast I was going because I was in reverse. As I came around, my bumper hit a tree and I came to a stop. It was quite a jolt in the morning.

 

I took it to the shop to get fixed. The mechanic said that the brake line was cut. The way the line was in two, it didn’t have signs that it was tore or shredded.

slacker slacker
26-30, M
1 Response Jul 1, 2007

sounds like the truck didn't like its new owner much,,,