i finaly have a major problume with my car tonight at about 1000 i was heding down to the bar from my house i get to the bottem of the hill and bam driver's side drops like3 inch and makes a grinding soundand i stop dead in the middle of the farly busy intersection.
now before i get out im thinking blown tire no big ill have it fix in like 10 min.
um no. not that easy
my tire is nice and inflated but my tierod end/lower A arm (not sure which yet to dam dark) is right down scraping the ground and my tire is restting on the tire well.
ah fuck
i have just the stuff i need to change a tire and thats it. its -15C outside and im wearing my clubing stuff (ie. leather jacket, desiner blue jeans, and a long sleeve t-shirt) needless to say i was dam fucking cold. so i wipe out my trusty cell phone and call my perants and tell them to bring a jack to i can jack the car up and take a look.
about 10 min later they show up with a jacket with my jack no were in sight.
anyway long story shorter I have a heated convo with my perents about bring my jacket not a jack. Just Before they had got there i had phoned BCAA to get my car towed up to my place so in the moring i can look at it. Now because im sitting in the middle of an intersection blocking traffic you think it would be a high prioridy to get it outta the way. wrong 30 min goes buy nadda, 40 nothin
at aroung an hour or so a cop shows up. Now im thinking good i can use this guy to get me outta here fast as he call the dispature and tells this guy to get the fuck over here now. so I go and sit back in my car. well the cop didnt like this at all he figured if i got hit because its a sports car I'ld killed . ok fine W/E so i talk to the cop a bit then he heads over to his truck and goes and sits inside. so any way im sitting there frezzing my ass of by this time its about -20 outside and i remeber the jacket my mom brought(funny how shit like that happens eh) so im sitting the fair cold but not frezzing and had to wait another 20 just for the dam tow truck driver just to show up.
need less to say i had a lot to drink that night when i finally did make it to the bar
now before i get out im thinking blown tire no big ill have it fix in like 10 min.
um no. not that easy
my tire is nice and inflated but my tierod end/lower A arm (not sure which yet to dam dark) is right down scraping the ground and my tire is restting on the tire well.
ah fuck
i have just the stuff i need to change a tire and thats it. its -15C outside and im wearing my clubing stuff (ie. leather jacket, desiner blue jeans, and a long sleeve t-shirt) needless to say i was dam fucking cold. so i wipe out my trusty cell phone and call my perants and tell them to bring a jack to i can jack the car up and take a look.
about 10 min later they show up with a jacket with my jack no were in sight.
anyway long story shorter I have a heated convo with my perents about bring my jacket not a jack. Just Before they had got there i had phoned BCAA to get my car towed up to my place so in the moring i can look at it. Now because im sitting in the middle of an intersection blocking traffic you think it would be a high prioridy to get it outta the way. wrong 30 min goes buy nadda, 40 nothin
at aroung an hour or so a cop shows up. Now im thinking good i can use this guy to get me outta here fast as he call the dispature and tells this guy to get the fuck over here now. so I go and sit back in my car. well the cop didnt like this at all he figured if i got hit because its a sports car I'ld killed . ok fine W/E so i talk to the cop a bit then he heads over to his truck and goes and sits inside. so any way im sitting there frezzing my ass of by this time its about -20 outside and i remeber the jacket my mom brought(funny how shit like that happens eh) so im sitting the fair cold but not frezzing and had to wait another 20 just for the dam tow truck driver just to show up.
need less to say i had a lot to drink that night when i finally did make it to the bar
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