Over the Weekend!!

Welcome to another posting of Over the Weekend!!. I shall once again be your host. In this issue, we take a look at the Sky Blue German Beast, relax a bit in the shade, pop some rubber, and take a trip to the dirty fields of metal destruction!

This is a 1973 VW Super Beetle. “Super” because it is much more glorious than any other Beetle, and far superior to all other cars on the planet. Just look at that aggressive stance; other vehicles stand no chance. In fact, most cars pray to one day be reincarnated as a 1973 VW Super Beetle. it is the pinnacle of beauty.

Please draw your attention to the interior of this sports car. It’s got more crack than downtown L.A. And yes, that’s right… that IS a house rug on the passenger side floor. :p

The cracks continue from the interior to the exterior. Look at these tires… LOOK AT THEM! The tires have more stretch marks than the beef isle at Hometown Buffet. Ever wonder why this car handles better than all other cars? I suspect that the secret is in the width of the tires. Look at this… They’re about as wide as my hand… I’m pretty sure my shoes have more grip than these tires do.

The monster exhaust system — they’re the double barrel pea shooters responsible for giving the Super Beetle its distinct exhaust note. Nothing strikes more fear into other drivers than a car whose complete exhaust system can be plugged by my toes.

As i awaited for my minions at Yes Plaza, I noticed a nice photographic composition. I felt it would be nice to capture this moment. Ooh, it’s so nice and relaxing…

Yes very nice…

Finally those fools arrived and we headed off to the drift event at El Toro Airfield in Irvine, CA. While there, Tommy popped some rubber on his FC. Good thing he had a backup plan, which was… basically another tire. Nothing molests my heart more than hearing a perfectly decent wheel grinding itself onto the ground because the tire has been destroyed. Guuuhhhh…. -_-”

Due to the current economic situation, we’ve been reduced to homeless bums living in a desserted landfill. Just kidding. But seriously, I hope that doesn’t happen anytime soon — I’m not ready to live the Mad Max lifestyle. And if you don’t know about Mad Max, look it up, young fools! :p Anyway, on Sunday, we ended up at the local junkyard to search for cheap items. We found a few. But as a sidenote… the junkyard smells… like a mixture of pee pee, poo poo, and brokeness. If I had showered the night before, maybe it wouldn’t have smelled that way! ZING!…. :p

If you’re looking for some cheap spare parts, please visit your local junkyard. No need to let all this “useful stuff” go to waste! Geez…

That’s it for this time! Stay tuned! I’ll have another real good one for you all next time!

-M.