| momentous moment Aug. 16
it was a slight cloudy night and after a day of mouth fulls of gasoline, antifreeze and oil/ crud/ rust I was about to end the day with a few drinks. Suddenly my girl comes up to me (teary eyed) and reminds me of the days when I'd spend every waking moment turning a wrench, swearing up a storm, and loving it.. So we went to tackle the starter, oil leak, and coolant leak on the 86ES.
It started with her simply handing/ and holding but astoundingly turned into a family wrench-a-thon. I guess all that horsepower tv she's forced to watch every weekend (religiously) payed off.. There she was elbow deep in the m20, on leg up in the engine bay the other tippie-toed on the ground. Her left thigh blackened with grease, along with a slight streak under her eye.. It was truly the sexiest moment in time..Grunting, and groaning with every turn of that wrench. Suddenly I was the bitch of the situation. The complete removal, and install was at the mercy of her revved up hands.
Let alone the entire time my e'ffing incredible 3 year old daughter was turning a baby wrench on the strut assembly. Becoming a grease monkey right along side of momma and poppa. "Look dad, I'm almost black"
This was seriously better than her giving me head under the diff.
"There is no replacement for displacement"
__________________ Diagnally parked, in a parallel universe.
Specifically integral parts as if a machine we're speaking,
or on drugs and we're peaking.
Living slow but constant.
Seemingly meaningless peices
if thrown stray your whole operation will seize.
No one ever said life was easy. | 
08-16-2008, 08:56 PM
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