I worked my ass off doing double shifts and shit duty for as much as my minimum wage ass could get (4.25 an hour mind you) and I finally hit the mark. Just a girl in love with her Redskins shirt. Went to buy it. A car had flat tires due to vandals. I sat there and thought hard. Bought it. She gave me 500 back and told me to get new tires. One 1974 Mustang in hand. Got new rubber on it and drive it to school. Zero respect. Haters all bout. The inline six motor was… not impressing anyone. So, my buddy, Charley tells me his gramma had a mercury in her yard we could get the motor out of. So we load up and go check it out. A 351 Cleveland. Fuck yeah. We get it out and back to the shop. It ran and we went full mad scientist getting it together.
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God damn, that shit was loud. And manly. Just a girl in love with her Redskins shirt. My now 16-year-old pecker throbbed as hard as Mona did. I let the clutch out slow and crept to the garage door. Eased out on the street.. wound her up and dumped the clutch. The sound. I still hear it. Roaring like the hounds of hell…But it didn’t move. I had blown the rear end. I look back. Harley and his dad fully curled over laughing. We push Mona back in. And a new rear axle is added to the to-do list. While working part-time and going to school. And wrenching on weekends the usual ass continues from classmates. Oh, poor bromance poverty pony still ain’t running. Goddamnit. School is nearing its end. May is nice.
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Only child spoiled jordans new car cd player and his dad just bought an airplane etc. Just a girl in love with her Redskins shirt. Decided I was done and gonna leave. Fire up, Mona. Right muffler falls off. Goddamnit. Half the jocks are hysterical. Pointing laughing. Ryan walks over and kicks left side muffler off. Am beyond mad now. Pick them up and toss em in a trunk. Start to leave and Ryan follows in the 5.0 revving and taunting me. I pull up to the light and of course, there he is. Calls my nerd name. Revs a few more times. I see the light tick down. Wind Mona up. And then as the light changes, I went for it. Mona grabbed the pavement screaming. Grabbed 2nd gear without lifting the throttle. She was still howling. I look over and Ryan is there.
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The song ain’t nobody gonna beat that!” The judge. Just a girl in love with her Redskins shirt. Added another thousand and 200 hours to my sentence and asked if I had anything else to add. Bitter 16-year-old Broman had to have the last word… “Yeah we,l least I won and still have Mona to back it up.” He ordered my car to be destroyed. And added another 1000$ to the fine and another 200 hours of community service. My mom told me I should shut the fuck up. So lets math: 1500+1000+1000 = 3500 bucks and 500 hours of community service. Not to mention my car being scrapped with about five thousand invested in it. At 4.25 an hour, how long did it take me to pay off my fines and do my community service… fml.