I wen’t down to Maryland this past New Years Weekend, it was my first NYE party away from Philadelphia; Ill never spend another New Years without my Maryland friends. I always meet the most genuine, beautiful and giving people in the entire world. In the past I have stayed up through the night wondering if I should just suck it up and move there. I’m addicted to everything there, from the homes, style, personalities and a female. I drove the Sil-Eighty there not knowing if it would make it there or not. Now I’m so confident in my car, no problems, didn’t even use a lot of gas. I loved it, Cruising Maryland with the hell raiser was so sick. Seeing 450 Jello Shots in a fridge that was already dripping alcohol was hilarious. I got to post up in the Wolf House during my stay, the party was at 609 house, You turn on they’re block and you can smell the liquor. All I had for consumption from Friday to Sunday was a shit ton of beers, various jello shots and liquor and one checkers burger. DOPE!
We’ll see you soon Maryland and Co. So fucking soon.
Here is the weapon at 609 house.
Clutch wen’t the other week, Was not sure if it was my trans or the clutch, I was scared and paranoid because my transmission sucks so hard. I replaced Clutch Master Cylinder and Slave Cylinder first, then with that out of the way, dropped it off at my friend Bissey’s shop. He knocked it out in like 4 hours for me, such a good dude. I got a stage four Competition Clutch, No more Spec’s for this guy, I wish someone told me not to buy them before haha, feels good, I got around 400 miles left to break it in. Sweet! I hate knocking springs out of these bitches.
Here’s some sweet old clutches of mine.