Me and Mrs. Cruiser were out this Saturday, giving some exercise to the 64 Chevelle that is in my charge, enjoying the beautiful Mississippi Gulf Coast. All of a sudden, there is a little wobble in the front end and then, POP, we blew a tire. I havent had to use a bumper jack in probably 35 years. It kinda brought back memories of my teen years, going to pick up a girl for a date and showing up with blackened hands, dripping wet and 20 minutes late. It made me smile and confused the Mrs. until I told her the story. Has a minor breakdown caused you to go back in time and almost been enjoyable?
Posted on: Mon, 08 Sep 2014 21:48:56 +0000