This post has little if anything to do with the 03 Cobra, so if you feel I have posted it in the wrong area please tell me so. The 03 area is the only one I read at this time and after reading the average age poll this might be a story many of you will enjoy and or even relate to.
I am sitting here waiting for Fed-Ex. The bank sent me a check from my home equity line and once I have that I’m off to get the new Cobra. But that is not the story.
Growing up my Dad had one basic rule; if it is not broken please do not try to fix it. My old man never did even the simplest mods to any of his cars. Not even a K&N or an aftermarket stereo. STOCK!
I turned out very different. My rule was no matter how good it is, I know I can make it better. Worked out well, I was the house handyman. But that still is not the story.
Now I have a son, 17, and a 1999 GT, not stock. Every 17-year-old boys dream right. Dad gets a new car, I get the old Mustang?!?! So we talked last night about that scenario. But I was not prepared for his response. “Dad, can I trade it in for a Toyota Tacoma?” What could I say? He is into art and his band. He can move the bands equipment with a truck and…………………the story went on but I have no idea what he said after that. My son is much like my own father. His motto is; I’m not sure if it is broken or not, let me give it to my Dad, he can fix it.
How did this happen? I guess the good news is I do not have to worry about him out street racing a 300 HP car and asking me for money for his next mod because he got beat by a Vette last night. But still for some reason I feel like a part of me was lost. I wonder if that is how my old man felt when I spent my free time out in his garage fixing this or rebuilding that?
I am sitting here waiting for Fed-Ex. The bank sent me a check from my home equity line and once I have that I’m off to get the new Cobra. But that is not the story.
Growing up my Dad had one basic rule; if it is not broken please do not try to fix it. My old man never did even the simplest mods to any of his cars. Not even a K&N or an aftermarket stereo. STOCK!
I turned out very different. My rule was no matter how good it is, I know I can make it better. Worked out well, I was the house handyman. But that still is not the story.
Now I have a son, 17, and a 1999 GT, not stock. Every 17-year-old boys dream right. Dad gets a new car, I get the old Mustang?!?! So we talked last night about that scenario. But I was not prepared for his response. “Dad, can I trade it in for a Toyota Tacoma?” What could I say? He is into art and his band. He can move the bands equipment with a truck and…………………the story went on but I have no idea what he said after that. My son is much like my own father. His motto is; I’m not sure if it is broken or not, let me give it to my Dad, he can fix it.
How did this happen? I guess the good news is I do not have to worry about him out street racing a 300 HP car and asking me for money for his next mod because he got beat by a Vette last night. But still for some reason I feel like a part of me was lost. I wonder if that is how my old man felt when I spent my free time out in his garage fixing this or rebuilding that?