on the way to my pa’s garage to work on some shit, i run into a gangsta in a red eclipse, has a pilla full, exhaust, i think thats it, i didnt see what badge was on the back, hoping it was a gst or gsx, so anyways, i tell my dad
me - “hey watch this kid commin up on the left”
dad - “what…”
…the kid flys up on my ass,…goes out to pass me aggressively…cough… ricer flyby…
…i wait till hes almost neck and neck…
…BRRRRRRRR. BRRRRRRR
dad - “WHAT THE HELL???”
me - “what, he tried flyin by me”
dad - “jesus christ”
…this was his first time in my car…
on the way back home… im just cruzin down the right hand lane, look in the mirror, see a pretty black 05 gt commin up… i wait, he goes by, i notice the sweet rear end and see its a Roush…
me - “dad thats the new roush mustang”
dad - “mhm”
…light ahead turns yellow…
…we both pull up… i look over and see two younger guys, pass looks over and smiles, i return
… light turns green., he pulls out pretty quick, i stay with him
… he looks over, i smile again…
dad - “jaaayyyy”
…roush floors it…
brrrr brrrrr
dad - “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU”
me - “u see that dad”
…roush pulls up again, and punches it
…brrrrr…
me - “hahahahah”
dad - “UNREAL… U BETTER KNOCK THAT SHIT OFF”
…we get home, he cries about the fumes in the car, and u cant hear shit
good day at the garage and the drive there and back, my pa didnt say it but i know he was thinking “THATS MY MOTHER FUCKING BOY”
edit - yes my father swears more than anyone i ever heard.
All our dads must know eachother. Everytime I work on a car with my dad I learn a new level of swearing. Its really quite entertaining. He says some crazy shit.
Does he drip sweat on you? No matter how short of a time he is actually working on it? it could be 30* out… and he will pick up a screwdriver and sweat on me.
I think all dads that are into cars oare the same way. Wont blatentely condone the racing and what, but my dad knows i drive fast i mean comeone, who goes through brand new tires in a year? ME!!, yeah i heard a lot of shit for that one considering those tires were 600 bucks, thanks dad. He always just yells at me about tickets, then i get him to pay for em hehe. Thats wat familys for haha
Holy shit that is hilarious. He does that. I remember him putting together a TV stand in the dead of winter inside the house and just sweating profusely. I thought it was just a result of being Polish.
Thats a fucking funny post. I could see my dad saying the same thing. He likes to argue that his chevelle SS could have beat my car though. Senile old fucker (j/k) i love my dad
good day at the garage and the drive there and back, my pa didnt say it but i know he was thinking “THATS MY MOTHER FUCKING BOY”
