This is related to cars, I promise. Bear with me.
A Proustian moment:
My senior year of high school, my friends and I didn’t go to prom. Instead, we spent the night in the shop of a shop owner we knew and:
- chopped up an E60 BMW M5 with an axe (it was totaled, don’t freak out)
- dropped a Mazda Protege5 we were turning into a racekor on a friend
- saved him from said Mazda
- put sport shocks/springs and a straight exhaust on an E30
This was on the radio, like, every fourth song, so every time I hear it, I think back to that night. There are very few things better than cars and good friends.
Top Ten of 2012: #5
This was my first post… 3 years ago.