DeeVeeEight
Fast Pedalphile
It took about 3 to 6 months before I realized that I was turning into Arnie every time I drove the 'Vette. I'd put on sun glasses and a leather jacket, comb my hair back and drive like a mad man, until I almost tee boned a cop while I was sliding through a yellow, no make that red now, traffic light. The officer didn't even ask me for my license, registration or insurance card. He just walked up and said "Good evening, Mr. Geiger."
I had it coming.
Fortunately I did not have any points or violations and was able to pay the fine down to a no points violation.
My Corvette's name is Christine, from the Stephen King movie by the same name.
Now if she would only do her own body work and mechanical repairs while I slept and let me keep my money in my pocket...
I had it coming.
Fortunately I did not have any points or violations and was able to pay the fine down to a no points violation.
My Corvette's name is Christine, from the Stephen King movie by the same name.
Now if she would only do her own body work and mechanical repairs while I slept and let me keep my money in my pocket...