[Jamesbo]

When I was in High School [right after the Civil War] in some of the older sections of Atlanta, there were some streets paved with asphalt that had tiny granite gravel visibly protruding. When it rained, these streets were slick as Owl poop on glass.

One spring rainy day, I was driving around [probably to or from The Varsity.] when suddenly somehow, I got my mother’s 67 “Deuce and a Quarter” [Buick Electra 225] crossed up, over corrected and ended up zipping through some guys front yard.

Naturally, I had to pick the guy’s yard that looked after his grass, azaleas, etc. with manicured scissors.

Fish tailing a land yacht like a Deuce and a Quarter with a huge rear bumper up a manicured lawn on a slight incline was a very close equivalent to dropping the front blade on a CAT D-9 and bulldozing this guys prize winning yard. It took 4 bucks in quarters to “wand wash’ the grass and mud out of the rear bumper.

Needless to say, that year, I did not spend my Spring Break at Daytona Beach sipping “Thirst Slackers” and watching the bikini clad “Hard Body” parade. I re-sodded the front yard of a landscape perfectionist and “pushed bushes.”

Actually, considering what I had done, the gentleman was a nice guy.

“Dear ole Dad” however was…………..shall me say,

“Not very pleased”

Lesson 1 Learned- “When laying sod, the Green Side Goes Up”

Lesson 2 Learned- Always check for bondo in the rear quarters.

Teenage stupidity, Torque and wet roads just don't mix well.