my plan


The other night I was working at kum and go. (Gas station if u didn’t know) and there was this big ass mother fucking trailer. inside this trailer was a 1963 vett stingray, its hp was over 2000 and its final drive output is about 225 mph. so I sat and made this crew pizza and got to talking with them. Before I was talking to them I was puzzled about going to New York and learning to fix a car inside and out. My friends in New York say do it my dad says do it, and everybody else says do it. But my final say was that night when I was talking to this crew. They gave me there number so I can call them. Maybe I can get a minor sponsor deal with them after my training and school. and work with kum and go is giving me $8.15 an hour by june i'll have alot of money saved to buy a starter car for my touge training.

life

Other then that I have moved out of my moms house again and am now having a shit ton of parties. And what sucks more then meeting new friends there moving to Missoula. FUCK MISSOULA


i will become a touge driver. i was born to touge. ohh and one more thing a jeep can drift but they arnt made to. i killed the pressure plate 4 the jeep. but that was prolly cause i was racing the jeep i can win a drag but not a sprint. damn jeep can only go 105 mph 120 if going down hill. it can go 0 to 60 in 5.4 sec that is really good for a 4 cyl