I feel like a pickup, this old one that was beat up and broken, you brought me back to life again, made it driveable, you fixed it and made it a great runner, then you drove it, and it worked great, it gave you some trouble and you decided that it wasn't worth your effort to try and fix it so you parked it out on the curb, and it is sitting out there rain and shine waiting for you to take it for a drive, you occasionally go out to it and crank on it a bit to see if it will start, and it does every time, then you shut it off and leave it set again until you are ready to see if it starts again. I feel like I'm just there if you want me to be, this pickup needs to be driven and cared for, but you won't do that and you just can't sell it, you haven't decided if you want to see what you can fix on it to make it work like you want it to, so it sits and waits for it's fate, scrap yard, another owner or to be started up again and run.....
May 1st 2010 , Work in progress
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