You know, that marriage thing.
It’s been over a month now and we are having our first real disagreement.
Right off the bat, let me tell you she is absolutely right.
That, however, does not deter me
I can be a stubborn sonofabitch.
As you who stop by already know, I have been putting serious miles on my old Ford F-150, about 1500 miles a month the past few months and the damn thing only gets 15 miles a gallon.
I have a great friend who occasionally goes to car auctions and gets vehicles pretty damn reasonable so I told him I wanted some little beater with a four banger and a five speed so I wasn’t getting killed on gas.
Months go by and lo and behold he calls me yesterday and tells me he has a 1990 ford Ranger that qualifies.
It ain’t pretty, one door has a big dent in it and he has an early 80;s El Camino too.
Both are painted flat black primer.
I drove the Ford and it has some issues but it is a runner.
Me and him go back a long ways and cash usually isn’t an issue, shit, I owed him eighty bucks for seven months and never heard a word.
I had a riding mower given to me, I gave him that and a Moped and all is good.
Anyways, we are at the folks today, helping them pack up and move a bunch of stuff into the garage before they leave and we move in and my Pal shows up with the El Camino.
It ain’t real pretty but it runs good and it ain’t completely beat to shit.
Disclaimer, I have been a Ford guy for many years now but I have also owned two El Camino’s back in the day and loved both of ’em. A 71 and a 67, the 67 was my favorite but it had a straight six and three on the tree, something a kid under forty wouldn’t have a fucking clue how to drive.
Anaway’s, again, back to the current dilema, I want that Chevy now, after bitching about fuel mileage for months.
My commute is only ten fucking minutes now but the wife is throwing a fit about the gas mileage on it.
Yes, it has a four barrel carb, I made sure of that on the test drive down a residential street before I even opened the hood.
It also has a hard top over the bed and a built in water leak better known as a Sun Roof.
There are a bunch of wires hanging under the dash and no stereo but I was an automotive electrical specialist for ten years and that doesn’t phase me.
My pal Steve will throw in a radio, I will trade him the old F-150 and we will make a deal.
Unfortunately, the wife seems to think this is a bad idea and she is just as fucking stubborn as I am, if not worse.
I might not get any nookie for a while but I am going to get that El Camino.
A guy has to do what he has to do.
I am keeping The Beast, my 67 Ford Highboy 4 wheel drive.
It’s ugly too, paint doesn’t make something like that run better or get better mileage.
9 MPG, uphill, downhill, loaded or empty, I keep it around for the nasty winters we get around here.
Do ya know anyone with too much money and not enough sense?
I have a 1964 Austin Healey Sprite for sale now. Apparently I am currently limited to two toys at this time.
2 door convertible 1275 engine bored out .040 over with less than 2000 miles , rebuilt trans, all steel tilt front end, not stock, as a matter of fact, I can think of only one bolt that I haven’t taken off this car.
No interior, has a roll bar and is turn key.
She is going to pitch a fit but there is a reason I call myself the Ornery Bastard.
Any prayers for my continued safety would be greatly appreciated.
I can see sleeping with one eye open for a while is in my future.