Flying high...
Paid $300 for my 95 E320 and fixed her with a chisel and a hammer and it's been a year and I haven't put one single penny other than gas in her sense.
I'd say this old dog still knows some pretty decent good old tricks and I might be a little bit slower but anything but dense.
I picked up a beautiful 79 Lincoln Mark 5 for 750 because I save every penny like none have never been spent.
I got to put a quart of transmission fluid in her power steering pump every time I want to take her for a spin but once a month it's worth it and she's beautiful and doesn't deserve where others would have sent their long ago...
I get out of here and I always want to dance.
It's these cars these projects that sometimes keep me alive just because I dream about getting out there and being a part of them and that future when we're going to have Destiny collide.
I've got an old RV another $300 that was like something I could not believe in to you the angel who reads this you will know who you are I just still can't say thank you enough.
I'm just a guy like the rest trying to get along and I don't know how I can even think so many for all the handouts and the prayers when I don't deserve anything I feel most of the time because sure I've took my licks.
Sometimes brings you lows...
But the times I always remember are the times when I was the jerk and I just want to continue to apologize from the bottom of my heart because so many times I screwed up and it's not everybody that always knows how to forgive.
Hang on and stay tough,
Life is most definitely going to rock and it's hard to believe sometimes the circumstance,
The circumstance of the instances frame by frame sometimes before my eyes reality,
I must numb it out comfortably forget and remember in the moment now to sing non-sensical praise and dance about.
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