In his own words....

Martin thought he'd offer up some content himself. All spelling and punctuation are left as Martin wrote it, amen.

When I was 15 my Mom went to the coast with her boyfriend for the weekend So I decided to take the Car (1985 Chevy Blazer(silver)).Me and some friends we going to take it to a Portland so we could go out and do something. Well I made it to the newberg Taco Bell before disaster ensued. Mind you I STOLE THE CAR, WAS 15 AND HAD NO LICENSE,. Well I manged to back the Blazer into a new Dodge Ram. I was 15 I did not back up slowly I was going about 10-15 mph coming out of the parking lot. Blazer as you may know have the spare tire on the back of the vehicle however if you happen to have to change a flat tire. The back of the Car has a 2 foot spear attached to it now. This punctured the Rear Panel of the truck. So me being me and knowing I was pretty much screwed decided to tell the owner that I had just wrecked hit truck. Easy Right? So I go into taco bell and ask who owns the green dodge ram, A Hispanic male comes to the front counter, He does not speak English and I am only on my second year of Spanish so I know Hola, and el Carro and a whole bunch of swear words. It took me about 10 times of el Carro el Broko before I realized he would not understand it. I motioned for him to come out side and when he saw the truck he let off a Sentence I understood, Mind you I only knew High, Car and Swear words. So top that off I figure I am already dead, so I take the car back to McMinnville and drive down town where all the high school kids hang out and yelled party at my house (Mom’s Going to kill me So why Not party). By 11:00 I had wrecked the car, Thourougly thrashed my Mom’s house and managed to puck Strawberries on the new white carpet (Why she got White Carpet with Three Teenagers in the house is beyond me.) So There is the first story involving car’s, next one coming latter today is A BUS WITH OUT BRAKES.