With all four cars in the drive - Pap starts tinkering around.

Pap pops the Chevy's hood up and starts laughing. When you replace a timing belt you also replace the water pump; his mech didn't. When you place a timing belt in, you line it up; his mech didn't. No wonder there wasn't any compression. With the way it was put back in, they could have replaced every single part in the car, it would have never ran. "300$ to replace the values. You'll need a replacement water pump as well. I can get it done over the weekend, then you can drive it over to your mech and laugh at him!"

Pap pops the Ford's hood up and nods. "You need a new alternator. They are cheap. I can have her up and running in no time..." UB yells, "No way! I'll fix her and take it off your hands. How much you want for her? 500$ sound good?" That's how much I paid for the thing and he knows it...course that's enough to cover the new tires and full tank of gas I shoved in there. "Sure! She's all yours!" Irony of it is, they just swapped the title over to Dima...now it's going back to UB. Can't wait to see how long it takes him to get the entire suspension redone XD Pap don't work on UB's vehicles much...excluding the truck he was supposed to be giving me. However, once it was obvious he had no intention of really giving the truck to me, Pap stopped working on it.

Since the scraps will profit over 1k in parts give Dima 100$ for the Aveo as is, he decided to donate his bucket to a local kids charity.

After a few hours in the heat, Dima agreed to get the '03 Toyota Camry I had my eye on. Mostly for the rear seats, child-locks, tinted windows, window locks; It's meant for kids. This big ball below my tits is a constant reminder that I will be needing a child proof ready car...

His Chevy was a far cry from kid quality. Leg room was not an option in the back. I literally had to put my feet up on the seat just to sit @ 5 foot and barely 100 lbs. Don't get me started on the interior...a sand blaster wouldn't make a dent.

My Ford needed a lot of work and inspection was only a couple months away. As said before I put enough money into it as was...not to mention I feel guilty asking pap to work on it. He aint getting any younger. Course his, "I'll look at it." Is more like, "Within the next three months - I'll tell you want you need."

All of a sudden Dima starts circling a '01 Solara...two door. Oh the memories I have in the back of a coupe...no you nasty minded shit. I mean growing up in one! Fighting with siblings and a dog, to squish out a door was enough. Not to mention, if the seat was already pushed forward! Then your pinned with a mutt next to you and a shit head up your ass.

Apparently, Dima grew up in four door cars. This two door was singing screaming out, "Midlife crises!" He wanted a sporty car so bad! "Look! Sun roof!! Alloy tires...shiny! Now this, this right here, this is my dream car!"

"We'll take both!"

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Mom got her '07 from a dealer who, with a referral, would give us a good deal. Plus side is when the car was traded in they would tow it, if we couldn't drive it to them. Hours drive up and we floated around. There must have been 10 dealers side-by-side. It was ridiculous. Course we walked through everyone, iPhone and Vehix/Carfax in tow XD Only found one car, however, it was a private dealer...I wasn't to keen and already settled on the Toyota from the other night...

We headed back home and I needed gas so we stopped at a WAWA. My car died...not one person had jumper cables for a half hour. Hello? Is this not a gas station? Called Pap and told him the story. His reply? "Next time, break down in-front of a garage. Not a convenience store!"

We were on our way...The A/C cuts off...all the lights go out. "Dima...now I'm scared..." The car makes this noise like the shifter has been pulled suddenly...Only two problems. This noise is louder and longer more like a demented lawn mower...oh and did I mention? I have an automatic!

Lo'N behold! We actually coincidentally broke down in-front of a garage! Dima goes up to the guy and asks for help. He will not give us a jump or a tow. However, for $25 we can leave it and get an estimate on how much it will cost to repair. "Oh, Hell NO! I got my Pappy on speed dial, you ass monkey!" My bladder is going to explode! Good thing I peed at WAWA! I ain't touchin their potty...now to call home...

Three hours later my grams shows up with UB and a tow truck behind her. Holy hell...I'm pregnant, hot and have to fuckin PEE!!! Somebody shoot me now!!

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