you know what sucks? a big puddle of gas under your car.

i came out of school yesterday afternoon, my girlfriend and my friend michael were standing by my car waiting, i was supposed to give them a ride like, 1/4 mile down the road to my girlfriends house. NOOO, i see a PHAT *** puddle of gas on the ground, looked like about a quart of fluid. at first i didnt know what it was, until i got around to the side of my car to open the door (to get to the hood release) and i smelled nothing but gas. so i get the hood open, look for a second, i figured out pretty quick it was from the fuel pump. where the metal line stubbed off, there was a piece of rubber fuel line that went to the pump, which had dry rotted and swelled up from being so damn old, it sprung a leak. ok, so i go ask the auto teacher for a hand, i need some fuel hose, uh oh, the clamps arent reusable... then i had to find a ride down the road to the auto parts store... oh wait, everybody i know is gone now. well, lets just say this much, i was pissed. so im walking back toward my car, and i see my good friend josh's mom coming to pick up josh's little brother jody, i ask her for a ride, she agrees no problem. get back, laying all up under my car in the HOT Georgia sun, with all the cross country people running by looking at me, fixing this damn thing, then i finally get to leave, and i have to go straight to work. i wanted to take a nap before work, but no, had to fix the fire hazard first :).

well, to say the least, im glad it didnt spring a leak when i was driving it... that would have been bad. and now i have plans in the works to replace all the rubber **** with braided line from the tank to the carb, and i think ill add an electric pump while im at it.
i know, long winded, play by play. but i had to tell you guys the whole story for some reason...

see you later, have to go to work, again....
---jeff
ps... there is somebody that goes to my school that drives an early 70s model duster.... still trying to figure out who it is...