A couple years ago,
I was cruising home from a job bid,
A Guy in a wheelchair yelled to me, "Nice car!"
I was at a light, I said "This is for You!"
I rev the motor high, and pop the clutch, leaving a long nasty rubber marks,
Get home, a couple blocks away,
Pulled into garage with no problem, but smelling terrible burnt clutch odor,
Click to view attachmentThat's what happens at time I guess,
Don't cry for me, For I've been wanting to put in my lightweight flywheel in for a long time.
Since you are there,....