Well it's been a while since my last story so here it goes. For anyone who has ever meet me knows that I'm a little wild outspoken and plain simply just doesn't give a ****. Anyway my dad is the same we have a lot in common.

We both do crazy **** think up the craziest stuff to do. Anyway on with the story. This was a while back when I had my Fullsize chevy. The tranny was acting up and we decided to change the fluid before I bought a new tranny for it.

So I pull the truck into our hangar and get out to start jacking it up. We put the stands under the front wheels. Then my dad "Says ok lets go and do this." I was like WTF?? so i say "Don't we need to put stands under the back to level it out?" And he replies with "This is how we did it back in my day!" I was like ok then whatever.

So we climb under the truck and start removing the tranny bolts. And as we get the last one out sure as **** the tranny fluid goes all over us the floor everything. Then my dad looks at me like what happened. And says "Can you wipe my face off I have tranny fluid all over it?" I was sure so I take my shirt which is covered in tranny fluid and wipe off his face yeah it worked.

We finally get the thing back together and the tranny had gave up the ghost. It was a learning experience but spending quality time with pops is priceless.

[ September 23, 2002, 01:12 AM: Message edited by: Guilty ]

 

Ok least I now know just WHY I like cars so much even though I dont own one.