

.....bent for free last night. Thanks assholes for also cracking my front bumper. Today I did some fixing... Pulled a self tapping screw outta my tire and plugged it. Then I unfucked my license plate. Then I crossed something off the long time list.... Can you picture what I had to cobble jockey without a welder when I was 19 and needed seats in my car... I've come a long way, but something's just don't take precedence in the thought department until you realize how easy it is to tackle. That feeling of "shit is easy" = experience.
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