The Feds

Whoa. Cool stuff! I had no idea. Thanks for sharing.



Old man ray, you just described my personal version of hell. :P

Honestly, so long as we can take the wheel back into our own hands when we want to, I can imagine putting the time spent on the dreadful morning/afternoon commute in the daily beater to good use-- like reading up on hotrodding Mopar small blocks for example.

Your statement about hell reminds me of an old joke.

An elderly couple where driving down the road when they were suddenly cut of by a tractor trailer and driven over the embackment.

A bright flash of light appeared and when the husband could see again he was surround by friends and family all with various kinds of exotic cars.

Am I in heaven he asked. Sure was the reply there really is no hell.
It's just that when you get here married people are judged by how faithful they were in there life and get to pick the transportation of there choice based on that. You can have anything you wish..

He looked around then said wait were is my wife. Silence was in the crowd. Then a voice was heard to say I just saw her heading this way she sholud be here any moment. You can't miss her she's riding a nice red scooter.