09-29-2013, 05:53 AM
The wife and I took a ride in "Old Boots" last night around 8pm...a nice cool fall night in Cocoa Beach. We stopped at Books-a-Million and on the way out saw a ratty old Civic with chicken-wired ground effects, cracked fiberglas and fart-can exhaust parked next to the Mach 1. A 20-something kid with black guy-liner, skinny jeans and shrapnel in his face walks up to us and asks "Is that your old car?".
I was expecting the full-on "my 10-second V-tec will eat thst old junker for breakfast" or some such crap.
I was totally wrong: He could not have any more polite and respectful. He asked a lot of questions about the Mustang, looked it over real good and seemed to genuinely appreciate everything that was different about it from his car.
He said "Now this is a REAL car, when they used to make 'em right!"
I asked about his car, and he said his grandfather gave it to him about a year ago or so in parts and pieces. It is his first car, and it took him and grand dad about 6 months to get it running.
He said his granddad gave it to his father about 15 yrsrs ago, and his father put all the ricer crap on it. Then his dad toasted the engine and gave it back, and there it sat.
So, he says he and grand dad are slowly getting all the "rice" trim off as he can afford to, and when he gets the body back to stock, his granddad and him are going to paint it.
""I just think any old car looks better when it looks original" he said.
We chatted for a couple minutes, and I could sense a real feeling of pride and accomplishment in him. "It doesn't run perfect, but one day it will!" he told me.
The wife and I said our goodbyes and drove off, and I had a little smile on my face the rest of the night.
The world needs more positive-minded young people like him.
I was expecting the full-on "my 10-second V-tec will eat thst old junker for breakfast" or some such crap.
I was totally wrong: He could not have any more polite and respectful. He asked a lot of questions about the Mustang, looked it over real good and seemed to genuinely appreciate everything that was different about it from his car.
He said "Now this is a REAL car, when they used to make 'em right!"
I asked about his car, and he said his grandfather gave it to him about a year ago or so in parts and pieces. It is his first car, and it took him and grand dad about 6 months to get it running.
He said his granddad gave it to his father about 15 yrsrs ago, and his father put all the ricer crap on it. Then his dad toasted the engine and gave it back, and there it sat.
So, he says he and grand dad are slowly getting all the "rice" trim off as he can afford to, and when he gets the body back to stock, his granddad and him are going to paint it.
""I just think any old car looks better when it looks original" he said.
We chatted for a couple minutes, and I could sense a real feeling of pride and accomplishment in him. "It doesn't run perfect, but one day it will!" he told me.
The wife and I said our goodbyes and drove off, and I had a little smile on my face the rest of the night.
The world needs more positive-minded young people like him.