On the way home, the useless 240z cut out on him. He had to jump the car off my Camaro.(Which I really hated because I didn't trust that car.) He named her Zelda. She rattled her way down the road and up Wesley's driveway. Wesley's dad saw the car and went berserk. I'll stop here to introduce Wesley's family. His dad is an army man and his mom, Theresa, was in real estate. They were both displeased at their son's acquisition. John, who was normally very quiet and reserved, vehemently demanded that Wes take the car and put it back in what ever scrap heap or junkyard he found it in. However, his mother just wanted that heap of rotten metal out of her front lawn. I told them I agreed with his father but I also explained that I had a place that he could keep it so that's where it went.
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My Buddy's Car
Mystery / ThrillerMy friend bought a 1972 Fairlady Z. I thought he bought a screaming metal death trap. Boy was I in for a shock
