Friday, January 19, 2007
She was never quite the same........
It was a rainey night in Bama and I was driving Betty, my mom's 1962 Corvair and went through a small creek. Imagine my surprise when water started coming out the steering column. We ended up with a front floorboard and trunk full of water but she kept on trucking. I spent the night at my friend David Black's house and dried her out in the morning. No harm, no foul.
Later in the day, JR [my dad] was checking her out, as was his custom after I borrowed a car and screamed, "What the hell is this water doing in the headlight!"
