Ever just want to walk away from the old car thing?

When the scamp gives me **** starting. Or stumbles on acceleration. Or any other thing these old cars can do. Or when I have to plan my weekend around pulling something off it that I didn't wanna work on. I curse at it. Slap the steering wheel. Then I burn the tires around the next corner. Throw that rear end out. And remember all over again why I do it.