My father has a ford truck from 1989. He loves this said truck. He spends more per month paying to fix shit on this truck, then I have to pay for my loan on my Jeep. I’ve had to replace brakes, transmission, etc etc on my Jeep. He has replacved everything in this truck from wiring to seatbelts. You know it he’s replaced it atleast once. It is now sitting outside my house, waiting for me to get home and fix it for him. He has no idea whats wrong except he thinks I fucked up putting in a battery….. Note to self I will never install a battery with pliers in the rain again for this old man. Because it might just be a few volts but damn does it hurt.
Peace
– Bilbs
Chi Baby
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