I was taking a vacation with the ol' lady, and we were coming to KY. In a beeline race to have the truck running before I got home, my dad and the other guy went to work hard on the truck.
The night before I boarded the plane, dad sent me a text...
Then called a few minutes later. All you could hear was open manifold LS glory. I was beyond stoked.
I came home and drove around the truck as much as i could, melting the back tires at every chance, racing mustangs and camaros and blowing their doors off, just raising as much hell as a 23 year old in a bad ass truck could raise.