i am going to see jesus soon

Last night i found out that my headlights don’t work. Im going to go outside and try to fix this in a minute but im afraid it might be on the long list of shit i need to fix. I also found out the speedometer doesn’t work, which is kind of liberating. No more guilt of “oh no im doing 20mph over the speed limit” because im still technically going 0mph according to my gauges. I took my date home this morning and being the gentlemen i am, i let her use the one working seatbelt. Who says chivalry is dead.

It was great flying down the interstate, no idea how fast we’re going, only the radar detector to tell us if we’re about to go to jail. I raced this riced out Neon on sam cooper on the way back. Fucker doesn’t know who he’s messing with. He had all of this lame shit weighing down his car, like a backseat, interior, a working speedometer, etc. He got to kiss the rings. Even better was Marla hanging out the passenger side window telling him “whats up, son, huh? what”. I really wish i knew how fast i topped out but i guess i need to try to figure out how to fix the speedometer. That’s saturday evening’s project.