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The troubles of the past year finally got to me. I felt like I was just watching my horrible life go down the drain as a helpless spectator. I eventually resorted to sitting in my room for hours a day, not even moving. It was easy to just sit, withdraw into myself and let the world go by. I was tired of being that helpless spectator, and I decided that it was time to do something about it. I never was the type to do anything crazy, but I knew I had to do something or else things would only get worse. I came out to the car that I had hidden in the garage. It was a blue 1995 Mazda Protege that had sat in our driveway for months. Someone had abandoned it there. I reported it to the cops, of course, so they tracked the person down. When they found him, he said he couldn’t care less what happened to the car, so him and I got to an agreement, and we got the title in my name. My parents thought the police had hauled it off, but in reality, I had just brushed aside the junk in the garage and pushed it in, as it was parked in neutral, and then covered it up with the junk. Problem was, there were no keys. I got the coat hanger from the shelf, knocked all the junk off the car, then stuck it in the window. I had tried this numerous times, but never managed to get it. This time I had to. I kicked my duffel bag aside so I had more room, and finally, I felt the button with the edge of the coat hanger. My palms were sweat soaked, and my heart raced with the excitement. I shoved the coat hanger down, and I heard the beautiful sound of all four locks opening in unison. I slowly yanked the hanger out of the window and reached for the door handle, almost afraid to touch it. I took a deep breath and pulled. The door slid open on creaky hinges and I got in. The seat was soft and plush compared to Dad’s rickety old truck. I glanced around, taking in everything. There wasn’t much stuff in the car save for a few CDs. I got out again, making sure the door wasn’t locked, and popped the hood. I opened the drawer of my cabinet and retrieved the ownership information on the car, then stuffed it inside. I also found a few wires. I raised the hood and hotwired it. It cranked a few times, and the engine sputtered to life. I kept it running using the throttle until it warmed up, then it stayed running by itself. I lifted the door to the garage and watched in horror as Dad pulled into the driveway. My eyes widened in terror, and I panicked and threw the duffel bag into the car. I jammed it into first and pressed the gas, being careful not to pop the clutch. The car lurched into motion as Dad ran up to it, screaming. He stood in front of me as I accelerated with a look of intense anger on his face. He wasn’t moving. I stepped on the gas, and he jumped out of the way as the car approached. The mirror clipped him, and he screamed in rage. The engine roared and the tires squealed as I slid out of the driveway and onto the road.

How do you like this piece of my story? is a post from: Wet Okole Hawaii

http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a134/ld9190/truck.jpg

"She" could use: new back bumper, seat belts dyed, and has perfect blue leather seat with no tears w/ black seat cover.
Has: Spray in bed liner, carpet removed- spray in bed liner floor, new dash, paint job 3 years old.

Great 2WD truck with a 350. She is mostly for looks.
Just the body and paint job is worth that Mr.Blue..maybe you should look into autobody a little more.
Maybe not the best picture- The body is in PERFECT condition. My Dad owns a body shop and ALL was restored. She’s got a little dirt on her BC we lived on a dirt road. It washes off. lol
I will upload pictures of the interior when I can

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so how much is it for me to put it in storage?
btw i live in san antonio texas
just give me a range of howw much it will be
and do you pay monthy or yearly or a one time fee usually?
okayy i cant afford a garage since i dont have a job since im not oln enough lol…the reason my dad probably doesnt want it in our driveway is because it wont be used rite now since i cant legally use it but im going to convince him because its a free car and he wont have to pay for anything i will and he will have to buy me a car anyway when i do turn 16 so i can get to work and this way he wont be paying for it and its not that long b4 i turn 16

EASY 10 POINTS PLEASE ANSWER ASAP!!!!!!!!? is a post from: Wet Okole Hawaii

I slammed the door shut and clicked in the seat belt, as Mum always insisted, for safety reasons, or it’s the ‘lords wish’, I’d of scoffed at that if I could.
Mum handed over a crying Abbi and I placed her on my knee, rocking her back and forth and letting weird cooing noises escape from my mouth.
She grabbed my finger and placed it in her mouth, her one front tooth scraping it visiously, and I cried and snatched my finger away just as Dad started the car.
"Ouch Abbi!" I snapped, placing my finger in my own mouth to try take the stinging throb away.
Mum turned to scold my baby Sister, but Abbi’s lip quivered slightly and our eyes widened in horror at the sign.
"No, now Abs, I didn’t mean to yell at you, don’t start cryi-" I begin to say, but her high pitched screams of terror rang out loud through the car, and me and Mum covered our ears. "For God sake Mia! Why did you yell at her!? Shut her up!" Dad pleaded from in front, and I searched all around for something for her to play with, but turned up with nothing.
"Give her the teddy bear!" Mum shouted from the front.
"Nothings here!"
I prayed to God that Abbi’s stupidly loud whail would stop, my eardrums would bust!
"Mia! It is here, you’re just being stupid!!" Dad grunted and his head moved to the back of the car, and he took one hand off the wheel to search roud the chairs and floor for the teddy.
My frantic eyes stuck on the outside as the car drove onto the other side of the road, which just so happened to have a huge, red lorry coming towards us.
Everything flashed before my eyes, memories of everything, family, friends, how in just a few seconds everything would be no more.
Thoughts whipped at a lightening speed through my head, and I had just enough time to scrutinise what was happening.
A loud horn blasted through the air, and the huge truck swivelled onto it’s side, protesting with the force the driver pressed against the brake.
It came sliding towards us, so fast I had little time to make my mouth move.
"Dad! The road!" I screamed, Dad’s head suddenly jumped, and a shocked hiss came through his mouth as his head turned towards me, his eyes horrified as they caught mine.
Not another second later, everything turned the most darkest shade of black.
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checked coil ( 2 plug, 4 wire) and found continuity between all 4 pins (is this right?)

checked ammeter wiring ( i tapped into the lead off the battery up to the distribution block on the fire wall) found the connector i had installed at the distribution block was loose, but i still had full cab power.

i retrieved trouble codes manually ( i messed up the first time and jumped the top 2 pins on the left, i corrected myself and only got code 12 i left it run for some time to make sure. this bothers me as i have owned this truck for a year now and it has always had a check engine light on. it would go off and come on all the time, i ignored it because the truck ran fine.

it has no spark, the fuel pump runs, we did not crack a line to check for pressure, but i replaced the pump last spring. however we never see fuel spray while cranking, should we?

we also noticed the AIC was noisy and seems to run constantly until you try to start. this seems odds. i don;t know a lot about the tbi system i am learning as i go. i prefer points or HEI, i need help on this, this is my "good" truck, for now i have to drive smokey, the oil belching and spewing 74′ with the leaking rear pinon, please help.

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Chapter 1
The sun was setting in New Jersey and the beach was getting quiet. I smiled, a couple more minutes until work was over. I worked at my father’s bait shop on the dock. We lived in a small town called Cape May Point, New Jersey. It had water most everywhere and it was like a dream land for some people. I never grew up a big city girl. I heard that my mother was always a big city girl until she met my father and then after my birth, she died. I didn’t like hearing that story because I was at an age I wanted a mother. There are just some things a father is not meant to talk to about; I was still a Daddy’s girl though. Thesecond the sun set was when I could get off work and until the next day after school. It was June and tomorrow was the last day as a high school freshman. I went to a school were I didn’t really fit and I didn’t really talk, so I was kind of an outcast, but in some ways being an outcast could be good. The only time it’s not is when you see girls who have been friends since like preschool walk by laughing their hearts out, it just makes you wish you had friends like that. The sun went down and I took off my vest and ran toward the house.
“Dad, the sun is down!” I shouted upstairs.
“Good to know!” he shouted back. I smiled; classic dad.
“What do you want for dinner?” he asked coming down the stairs.
“Cheese burgers,” I answered.
“Pink Cadillac Diner?” he asked. I nodded. The Pink Cadillac Diner was an old 50’s themed diner that my Dad and I always went to.
“Audrey, you mind opening up the car and driving down to put out the trash?” he asked.
“Why can’t you?” I asked trying to rudely sarcastically.
“I gotta go to the bait shop and make sure that all the boats are there and all the bait that is missing is paid for,” he said handing me the keys. I was only fourteen for crying out loud. I took the keys anyways. Then I went to the garage and got the trash and put it in the jeep’s back seat. I slowly and carefully drove down the driveway which was about two miles long by the way and I drove over the bridge and I finally made it to the end of the driveway and placed the trash bags at the trash pickup area. Then slowly still but faster, I drove up the driveway and just like magic; I survived.
“You make it?” Dad asked when I pulled up to the bait shop.
“Dad, it’s supposed to rain, shouldn’t we put the top on the Jeep?” I asked.
“Nope, you know me. Go get on some old clothes and get the plastic seat covers,” Dad said so I drove to the garage and got the seat covers and covered the seats, then I ran into the house and I got into some old cheerleader shorts and a t-shirt, then I pulled my wavy auburn hair into two braids. I looked in the mirror and put on old black flip-flops and was out the door.
“I’m ready Dad!” I shouted when I got outside.
“Come on then Audrey, you can drive,” he said and I sat in the driver’s seat.
“But if it starts raining, I’m pulling over and you’re driving,” I said and smiled.
“Deal,” he said and we pinky swore. Then I drove down the driveway once again and down the road to the Pink Cadillac Diner.
“One small cheeseburger with French Fries with a Cherry Dr. Pepper and one salmon with French fries and a normal Dr. Pepper?” the waitress Miss Jesse asked.
“Yep,” Dad said smiling.
“You got an expired coupon?” I asked.
“Yep,” he answered and pulled in out and put it on the table. I laughed and smiled. I would miss his humor when I moved out in three years and I go to college.
“You’re so weird,” I said smiling at him.
“I know, that’s where you get it from,” he said kicking me under the table. I looked outside and could see the rain coming down.
“Can we rent a movie tonight?” I asked.
“What kind of father would I be if I said no,” he said.
“Thanks,” I answered. I didn’t want to go to college anymore.
“Dr. Pepper and Cherry Dr. Pepper,” the waitress said placing the drinks on the table.
“Your food will be here any second,” she said and left.
“One Mississippi,” I said, “It’s been one second,” I smiled.
“Audrey,” he said and smiled.
“Bye Miss Jesse,” I called.
“Bye darling!” she called back. “Have a great night guys,”
“It’s raining, you know the deal,” I said when I felt soaked the second I stepped out the door.
“How about you drive to the movie store and I’ll drive home,” he said. I considered it a moment.
“Deal,” I said and smiled and got into the driver’s seat.
“What movie do you want to get buddy?” Dad asked.
“I don’t know,” I answered. Then at the same time we said,
“Comedy,” I laughed.
“You look like your mother, but you’re completely different than her,” he said.
“How?” I asked
“You have that wavy aubur

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