The younger one always got the same sad story, well we are short on funds, this or that happened, etc., and she always graciously accepted "second place." We bought her a little used Datsun B-210.
The year she turned 18, had her prom and graduated we gave her the same old rundown sad story. But, that year we secretly bought her an 88 red Camaro! Parked it on the next door's space, covered it with a car cover.
With permission of the neighbor, she always parked in that space, so when she came home she saw the car not only parked, but covered up with plans to stay in her "space." She said she almost lifted the cover to key the intruder's car.
Hot and tired after work, she came in and we told her that with her graduation and prom coming up, we were short on money.
Hot and tired after work, she came in and we told her that with her graduation and prom coming up, we were short on money.
I handed her a set of Chevrolet keys and an owner's manual.
She presumed she was being allowed to use my Corvette to go to Prom, but she had learned to drive in that car, so why did she need the owner's manual.
Well, Diane, did you see the car cover out there?
She took the Chevrolet key in hand, went outside to slowly, carefully lift the car cover to reveal the car of her dreams! From a little brown B-210 to a 1988 Red Camaro? Wow! A couple years later the car was totaled, she bought a 1968 Ivy Gold totally restored Camaro, and started the San Diego Camaro Club.
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