Just got the new Z

[strotter]

Well, I picked up the vict - uh, project car yesterday. A '72 with everything there, and all of it needing work. Drove it home at *ridiculous* speed, though, dizzy with excitement and carbon monoxide as I listened to the sweet cuh-clunk of the front suspension and the mutiple rattles of loose panels. As a matter of fact, I composed a poem (which wasn't hard, as the hallucinations made the imagery just *flow*...)

 

You're my little grey Z,

With a thunk in your rear,

And a groan and a crunch and a rattle.

When we get to my house I'll get down on my knees,

Have a look and make plans for the battle.

 

I'll go nuts on you kid,

Make a bet, wait and see,

I'll do things to your innards improper.

Yes I'll cut and I'll toss and inspect and discard,

Till you're no-one's idea of "eye-popper".

 

But I'll make you again,

Bend and fit, weld and bolt,

'Till your panels are full and a-bulging,

With a motor and a tranny and a wire or two,

Oh the costs will need government funding.

 

But sometime, someday,

You'll roll once again,

With a different and new disposition.

And you'll take me, like wind, to my new friend and yours,

A clinical mental physician.

 

Just thought I'd share,

 

Scotty