I used to race in Beat The Heat. Got tired of the politics, attitudes and 100+ temps and got out.
Some of y'all saw my four-eye Fox. It wasn't fast or particularly nice, just a slow track car with a cage and a 20' paint job. It didn't cost much and it was consistent. I had about $2500 in it.
I had this long-time buddy I'd worked with who also drag raced in BTH. My buddy fell on hard times and had to sell his race car. I had mine for sale but wasn't getting any offers. I figured what the heck, my buddy was having hard times and wishing he could go racing but can't afford a car. I'll be the nice guy and let him have mine! I made it CLEAR to him that when he got tired of the car I wanted it back.
He raced two or three times and the car got parked by his barn. I talked to him in early summer, he asked if I wanted the car back. I told him I did, but needed to sell my '69 coupe to free up room for the Fox. Sold the '69. This week it cooled down. Figured I'd go pick up the Fox on Saturday. Yesterday I texted him. The conversation started off talking about work. Time between send and reply took a few minutes for each text. Then I asked about getting the Mustang back and there was no reply for like 15 minutes and he replied "in Florida now". This guy's a school police officer. I asked myself what's he doing in Florida now, with school in session?. I replied "???" He said "Never heard back from you, _____ and ______ picked up the car. Its in Florida now"
Never heard back from me? I told him before I gave him the car that I wanted it back. He agreed to that. I told him at the first of summer that I wanted the car back. I don't know what else he needed to hear back from me on. And even if he wasn't sure, how hard would it have been to pick up the phone and tell em he was about to give the car away to some BTH guy from Florida. He never replied to any of this. I asked "Ignoring me now?". His reply 'driving now. can't text and drive'.
OH! So the hour we spent talking about work didn't impede his driving skills but now he was concerned for the safety of the motoring public. I told him to call me last night. His reply: "Will do".
Of course my phone never rang last night, and thus ends a 27 year friendship that lasted through more good/bad and really bad times than I care to write about here.
PS: This isn't about the car. I'm not worried about the car - no title, just a slow, hogged-out track whore with oilfield pipe sub-frame connectors, a 5/8 nut for a steering wheel quick- disconnect, and bungee cords holding the plexiglass windows in the up position. The guy who got it has no idea that it's not supposed to be his; he just thinks he got a free car. Its not worth driving to Florida for or paying to have it shipped back. I don't know if he gave it away, traded it for something or sold it, and I guess I really don't care.
SO... Did you ever have a good friend screw you? Discuss.
Some of y'all saw my four-eye Fox. It wasn't fast or particularly nice, just a slow track car with a cage and a 20' paint job. It didn't cost much and it was consistent. I had about $2500 in it.
I had this long-time buddy I'd worked with who also drag raced in BTH. My buddy fell on hard times and had to sell his race car. I had mine for sale but wasn't getting any offers. I figured what the heck, my buddy was having hard times and wishing he could go racing but can't afford a car. I'll be the nice guy and let him have mine! I made it CLEAR to him that when he got tired of the car I wanted it back.
He raced two or three times and the car got parked by his barn. I talked to him in early summer, he asked if I wanted the car back. I told him I did, but needed to sell my '69 coupe to free up room for the Fox. Sold the '69. This week it cooled down. Figured I'd go pick up the Fox on Saturday. Yesterday I texted him. The conversation started off talking about work. Time between send and reply took a few minutes for each text. Then I asked about getting the Mustang back and there was no reply for like 15 minutes and he replied "in Florida now". This guy's a school police officer. I asked myself what's he doing in Florida now, with school in session?. I replied "???" He said "Never heard back from you, _____ and ______ picked up the car. Its in Florida now"
Never heard back from me? I told him before I gave him the car that I wanted it back. He agreed to that. I told him at the first of summer that I wanted the car back. I don't know what else he needed to hear back from me on. And even if he wasn't sure, how hard would it have been to pick up the phone and tell em he was about to give the car away to some BTH guy from Florida. He never replied to any of this. I asked "Ignoring me now?". His reply 'driving now. can't text and drive'.
OH! So the hour we spent talking about work didn't impede his driving skills but now he was concerned for the safety of the motoring public. I told him to call me last night. His reply: "Will do".
Of course my phone never rang last night, and thus ends a 27 year friendship that lasted through more good/bad and really bad times than I care to write about here.
PS: This isn't about the car. I'm not worried about the car - no title, just a slow, hogged-out track whore with oilfield pipe sub-frame connectors, a 5/8 nut for a steering wheel quick- disconnect, and bungee cords holding the plexiglass windows in the up position. The guy who got it has no idea that it's not supposed to be his; he just thinks he got a free car. Its not worth driving to Florida for or paying to have it shipped back. I don't know if he gave it away, traded it for something or sold it, and I guess I really don't care.
SO... Did you ever have a good friend screw you? Discuss.
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