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My very first car got me hooked. I managed to get ahold of a beat up '68 camaro, my dad won a jet-ski in a bar raffle and we traded a guy for the Camaro.
The powertrain was is great shape but everything else was in bad shape. I would get home from football practice and bury my self in suspension and brake parts. When I think of my high school days I think about staying up all night with a hot droplight in my face.
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