Funny Story time! I don’t wish to offend anyone, but I just can’t help the way some of these threads remind me of the first job I had after I finished my trade as a fitter turner . It was at a little speed shop where we used to build drag cars and sell expensive things to young men who can’t afford to feed their kids, I was so misguided! They had this fat American guy who used to con kids into spending heaps,(mainly on head’s) and they really didn’t get that much for their dollar, they just couldn’t get low 10’s from their mum’s torana, the retreads would fly off. It was all pretty much a scam. I walked out in disgust , never to return, when I learnt all I needed to know about drag racing and a few of the people in it. He’s some of the formulas:
Drug sales X young people = Fast car
Bullshi*x talk + money= scam
Honesty + unemployed + v8= starving kids
Unemployment+ v8/ drugs= crime
Sorry I'm just having a momnent!

