[earthquake68]

UGH! Kids these days. That project didn't last long. It's my car again. My daughter will be 15 next month and I told her it was her car unless she screwed up. A few nights ago, we caught her smoking in her room with her mother and I home. This was just after we found out she's failing two subjects and she lied to our faces about the cigarettes.

The next day I searched her room, found her cigarettes and put the car up for sale.

When I was her age, I worked my butt off for every penny I could scrounge and saved up $800 to buy a rusty wreck of a '64 Chevelle that I poured dollar after dollar into, and worked on every day until it was road worthy. I GAVE her this car with the condition that she be the one to do the labor on it. It didn't even mean enough to her try and hide the fact that she was smoking.

I just don't understand. Anybody want a real decent '61 Bel Air. Cora did a good job of rebuilding the carburetor and I fixed the ballast resister so it runs decent now.

Kids can be disappointing.