Piece Of Fucking God Damn Shit.
Well, pretty soon I am going to be a certified fucking mechanic. Because my truck is a piece of shit and I have to fix it everytime I drive it. Let's see I probably haven't drove it in over a month and a half or so. I've changed the spark plugs cause it wasn't getting no spark and it still didn't work and after awhile of working on it I finally said fuck it let it sit for a few weeks and today I decided to work on it. I was like OK, it isn't getting no spark so the problem is somewhere between the distributor and the coil. So I had an extra Ford coil that I knew that worked that came out of my brothers old car that is exactly like mine I hooked it up didn't do anything different so that wasn't a problem. I took the distributor cap off was looking at it and I didn't see anything wrong. But the little metal prongs that send the spark I figured they might of not been touching so I lined them up and boom. She fired right up. And I was like fuck yea. Got everything screwed back in and together and shit. Put her in first and took off. I'm driving down the road. Go past a few stop signs and once I get to the stop sign at the main road (35th St) I got my clutch in and I'm letting go and the bitch wants to stall. Like it always does because my clutch isn't working right with the carb and ain't feeding enough fuel to it. And then I get pissed off just sit there at the stop sign for a few minutes try to start it and it won't start. So good thing James is over at Lorie's (which is the street I broke down on) Which I don't really know why he was there anyway. But, anyways if he wouldn't of been there I would of been pushing it back to my house. But he came over and we got her all chained up and he pulled me home. While I pass my brother David's house and get laughed at by him in the front yard because my truck is a piece of shit and I'm being towed home for like the 15th time. LOL. Then we get to my house and my grandma bitches at me for driving it. She says "YOU KNOW IT DOESN'T WORK RIGHT, AND YOU DON'T HAVE A TAG OR ANYTHING BLAH BLAH BLAH, AND PLUS THE BATTERY ALWAYS DIES IN IT!" I said "Grandma, I got your battery in it" She was like "WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE MY BATTERY?" I said "Because, Mine is dead. LOL, I love it. That truck can just sit for another month until I'm not pissed off at it anymore then I will fix it again. Or maybe I will just call the junk yard up. But, fuck it I don't care. Later.