When I was 18 I bought a 89 sunbird with the fuckin’ flip up lights man. I took off some woman’s mirror the first time I drove it. Loved that car but eventually crashed it while trying to roll a joint and drink whiskey and steer with my left knee on the highway (the right knee was for balancing my rollies). Then I got a pickup truck and boy was that fun. It was a Chevy. 87 sonoma with a single cab. I had to replace the fuel pump so I literally cut a fucking HOLE in the bed of the truck so that I didn’t have to drop the gas tank. It had no speedometer and I am pretty sure at a couple points of it’s life with me, some homeless people had broken into it and had sex in there. Loved that truck though man… Anyways, where I am going with this, is that this song here is the only Ford I like.
Guap. Out.
