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| - | I pimped my first car by accident: | + | I pimped my first car by accident: virtually by accident. My first car was a 1971 dodge challenger and I was driving home from the river when I spun out and dented the wheel on a concrete area. When I bought the car it came with the inventory wheels and the tires were fairly worn. I needed to displace the damaged wheel anyway so just why not go completely and get yourself a whole new set. Since the wheels were slightly greater then the originals I had need some new treads as well. This was to function as the firstly many bills I would include with this car. The majority of which unfortunately were not of the pimping kind. <br /><br />I ordered a couple of 5 spoke chrome wheels and some Goodrich radials. I was an adolescent just out of school so I'd a restricted budget, which I had just used. Money from a suit when a vehicle clipped me: but that's another story. Anyway I loved how a new wheels appeared. After a couple of days I realized that the remainder of the car looked a little plain in comparison to those glowing rims. I went out and bought some flag burning record and got to work. A few sheets later and prior to my fingers seized up I had a good pair of pinstripes. I was very happy with myself, especially since I was a rank amateur at any such thing automotive. So I gave myself a pat on the rear jumped in my own bright rolling flag striped journey and put a pleasant long patch of plastic to observe. <br /><br />It wasn't [http://www.digitaljournal.com/pr/1137239 read jt foxx] long before I noticed that the interior was looking somewhat boring set alongside the outside. I loved the inventory three-spoke steering wheel but decided to go with a fresh polished wood steering wheel. I found some very nice seat covers and completed the interior change. Positive thing I'd got some overtime at the job. So once again I smoked the tires while resting comfortably within my pimping new seat addresses with my hands firmly held round the varnished mahogany controls. <br /><br />Things were going great until I pulled up nest to my friend 1 day. I possibly could not hear him because his vehicle was thumping like herd of stampeding herd of elephants. After he drove off I realized I had to do anything about my anemic investment stereo system. Back once again to work to ask for more overtime. Luckily the work was actually active at the time. Well a few weeks later I was bringing out the dash and adding my new Pioneer stereo, mounting the speakers in the front doors and the back windowsill, and bolting down the amps and boom box in the trunk. Again I lay in these cushy seat covers and fired up my pimped out drive. I was rumbling and thumping as I peeled right out of the entrance. The neighbors must have loved me then. <br /><br />Unfortunately that has been the finish of my pimping activities with my first car. After that the old Challenger wanted a touch too much attention; brake jobs, taken tube minds, new carburetor. I never can maintain long enough to go on it that next stage. Of a year later I sold her. <br /><br />When my daughter gets her first car and wants to put in a player with my money needless to say I will just sit her down and tell her "I pimped my first car..". |
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I pimped my first car by accident: virtually by accident. My first car was a 1971 dodge challenger and I was driving home from the river when I spun out and dented the wheel on a concrete area. When I bought the car it came with the inventory wheels and the tires were fairly worn. I needed to displace the damaged wheel anyway so just why not go completely and get yourself a whole new set. Since the wheels were slightly greater then the originals I had need some new treads as well. This was to function as the firstly many bills I would include with this car. The majority of which unfortunately were not of the pimping kind.
I ordered a couple of 5 spoke chrome wheels and some Goodrich radials. I was an adolescent just out of school so I'd a restricted budget, which I had just used. Money from a suit when a vehicle clipped me: but that's another story. Anyway I loved how a new wheels appeared. After a couple of days I realized that the remainder of the car looked a little plain in comparison to those glowing rims. I went out and bought some flag burning record and got to work. A few sheets later and prior to my fingers seized up I had a good pair of pinstripes. I was very happy with myself, especially since I was a rank amateur at any such thing automotive. So I gave myself a pat on the rear jumped in my own bright rolling flag striped journey and put a pleasant long patch of plastic to observe.
It wasn't read jt foxx long before I noticed that the interior was looking somewhat boring set alongside the outside. I loved the inventory three-spoke steering wheel but decided to go with a fresh polished wood steering wheel. I found some very nice seat covers and completed the interior change. Positive thing I'd got some overtime at the job. So once again I smoked the tires while resting comfortably within my pimping new seat addresses with my hands firmly held round the varnished mahogany controls.
Things were going great until I pulled up nest to my friend 1 day. I possibly could not hear him because his vehicle was thumping like herd of stampeding herd of elephants. After he drove off I realized I had to do anything about my anemic investment stereo system. Back once again to work to ask for more overtime. Luckily the work was actually active at the time. Well a few weeks later I was bringing out the dash and adding my new Pioneer stereo, mounting the speakers in the front doors and the back windowsill, and bolting down the amps and boom box in the trunk. Again I lay in these cushy seat covers and fired up my pimped out drive. I was rumbling and thumping as I peeled right out of the entrance. The neighbors must have loved me then.
Unfortunately that has been the finish of my pimping activities with my first car. After that the old Challenger wanted a touch too much attention; brake jobs, taken tube minds, new carburetor. I never can maintain long enough to go on it that next stage. Of a year later I sold her.
When my daughter gets her first car and wants to put in a player with my money needless to say I will just sit her down and tell her "I pimped my first car..".