I grew up poor, one of my 1[SUP]st[/SUP] trucks was a 79 chevy luv, I payed $350.00 for it. And it looked like a 300 dollar truck, it was orange with one white door. I finally got up the nerve to ask this girl out, she was the kind that was so pretty you think she would never go out with a poor guy. So I pick her up and we get to the cruising strip. When I turned on to the street my last hubcap came off and rolled perfectly between every bodies cars, they were laughing and honking their horns, I thought it was funny but she wasnt laughing. Then we stopped and got gas and the truck wouldnt start. I worked on it for 20 min in the parking lot and got it going again. Then we got busted for no tail lights, my jerry rigged wires had come loose. She thought I was putting a move on her when I leaned over but I was just fixing the taillight connection which was right over her head.
She wouldn't return my calls after that. And so she walked out of my life forever . . . .