It was the best of times, it was the worst...
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It was the best of times, it was the worst...
...of times.
I got some goodies in the mail on Wednesday. 6 lb lower, 4-way and plugs. So Wed. night I install the blower, Thursday night I do the plug change (what a pain!!!). I drove the truck around a little but it was down in the low 40's and I was a little anxious and scared of something going pow, so I didn't push it real hard that night. Plus it was 12:45 and didn't want to have to call someone to come get me if something happend.
So Friday morning on the way to work I try it out real good (many times) and oh yeah!!! its a lot of fun. The sound from the engine and the scream from the blower are awesome.
That evening I went to a concert with my fiance and when I come out my back window is missing and my jacket, her jacket, her pusre (which shouldn't have been there anyway, and my CD's are missing). They even ejected a CD I just found earlier that day after missing it for about a year out of the player. And what's worse, the **** cut himself and bled all over my fricken' seats
This was at about 1:00. Cops show up and its 3:30 before I get out of there when they finish the report. My truck and one next to me got busted into. While the cop was writing up the report they were still breaking into cars 300 ft. away! 2 Security guards saw the guy and chased him down. He pulled out a blade and swiped at one. The other pulled his gun and fired warning shots which stopped the guy. The the dumba** guard checks on his friend (who didn't get touched) and lets the little thief run away. GRRRRRRRR!!!!!!
The emotional swings of the day were very large, to say the least.
I got some goodies in the mail on Wednesday. 6 lb lower, 4-way and plugs. So Wed. night I install the blower, Thursday night I do the plug change (what a pain!!!). I drove the truck around a little but it was down in the low 40's and I was a little anxious and scared of something going pow, so I didn't push it real hard that night. Plus it was 12:45 and didn't want to have to call someone to come get me if something happend.
So Friday morning on the way to work I try it out real good (many times) and oh yeah!!! its a lot of fun. The sound from the engine and the scream from the blower are awesome.
That evening I went to a concert with my fiance and when I come out my back window is missing and my jacket, her jacket, her pusre (which shouldn't have been there anyway, and my CD's are missing). They even ejected a CD I just found earlier that day after missing it for about a year out of the player. And what's worse, the **** cut himself and bled all over my fricken' seats
This was at about 1:00. Cops show up and its 3:30 before I get out of there when they finish the report. My truck and one next to me got busted into. While the cop was writing up the report they were still breaking into cars 300 ft. away! 2 Security guards saw the guy and chased him down. He pulled out a blade and swiped at one. The other pulled his gun and fired warning shots which stopped the guy. The the dumba** guard checks on his friend (who didn't get touched) and lets the little thief run away. GRRRRRRRR!!!!!!
The emotional swings of the day were very large, to say the least.
Sorry.
