Back in the day my buddy and I bought a Chvette off some chick for a hundred bucks. We figured we'd get a hundred bucks worth of fun out of it and oh boy did we! We jumped it, mobbed it through the desert, blasted trash cans, curbs, and whatever else we could with it. It was great that it was a 4 door too. We could load up a few peeps and laugh till our stomaches hurt.
I kept it in my back yard. (I lived on an acre) I used to have bon fire parties and my buddy Jeremy would park his lifted K5 Blazer on the hood of it! :dance: That car brought more fun and good times than some of the most expensive toys I have ever bought. After I thought we had enough of it, one of my friends from high :smoker: school bought it for 50 bucks off us. He cruised it around Green Valley with his hippie Phish (that hippie band) friends. They spray painted it and made it look hidious. He lived in an upscale neighborhood too and...well, his mom didn't like it sitting out front anymore. Ya think? :fro: So she made him get rid of it. He had no where to keep it so he kinda gave it back to US. :shoot:
It sat around for a while longer and one day I cleaned the back yard up and we decided to say good riddance to the ol Chevette. We brought it way out to the desert. As soon as I unload it off the trailer I found this "medium sized" mound and jumped the crap out of it and ripped all the exhaust off it it. We then thrashed around a little while longer and then the motor finally locked up. We then pulled it around with my buddy Jeremy's Samurai. (We had to get some more wheelin in and find a cliff.) We found a pretty decent one and well...the rest is history....
Here are the pics after it was dead...
"WTF? It almost looks the same!"
"Well, it's dead...now what?....."might as well piss on it!"
The Chevette demolision crew (minus me- I took the pic)
and that's the :surrender: Chevette story.