redsn95
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when i graduated from high school my parents bought me a new mustang and told me they didn't want me racing it. like a week later everybody was gone and i was in the garage running a nitrous line through the car and my parents pull up and my dad looks and says whats that and i say braided brake lines well he walked inside and i had forgot i left the bottle on the kitchen table... that one was hard to try to explain.