Re: A question for old guys
Everyone ages differently. My friend, at 68, found that he could no longer work on any of his antique cars or even drive them. He sold the lot and the house and moved into an extended care facility and bought a Tesla, which he loves. At some point we all will face the music and will have to sell out or leave the cars to our grand kids. I am 76 and sill can work on my car, fortunately. I think a 4-point lift is next, however.
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A is for apple, green as the sky.
Step on the gas, for tomorrow I die.
Forget the brakes, they really don't work.
The clutch always sticks, and starts with a jerk.
My car grows red hair, and flies through the air.
Driving's a blast, a blast from the past.
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