So here’s a story for ya.
We’re playing whiffle ball at the city tee ball park, it’s something our baseball team does every night before a big game. It’s a total blast, it relaxes everyone and it’s just plain fun!
But today, Barg decides he’s gonna leave a little early. He jumps in his truck, and Barg’s not the smartest kid in the world, and decides to throw a few donuts in the gravel parking lot… what a genius. He pulls out a little, stops, then turns the wheel completely and punches the gas. His truck starts spinning like mad, the only problem is that his rear wheel drive is shooting rocks out like a paintball gun. Everyone is parked right behind him, so cars start gettin sprayed.
All this time, our whole team is paused on the field just watching.
It keeps whipping until it finally get to my Jeep, then SMASH!!! My whole rear windshield shatters into a thousand pieces! And I don’t mean a crack or a little hole, I mean there’s literally nothing left of it!
He drove off not noticing, ’til my brother called and got his butt back there. His dad’s gonna fix it though, so no biggie. But still, I was in shock! I was just like, “That’s my car!” a million times. I totally freaked, my car’s like my baby.
Just thought I’d share my story.
This is Scarface signing off.
