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Who here had to work to drive?

Started by wayfast1500, March 27, 2009, 12:42:59 AM

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rav440

i started working on a farm when i was 12 in 1978 it took me a whole summer to save up $40.00 for a set of LESTERS  " TUFF WHEEL knockoffs " for my bmx bike . farming is ball busting work plain and simple i did that till i was 15 1/2 years old then i worked in the resturant field for a few years . i bougth my dads 1978 DODGE SNOW COMMANDER for $600.00 but never got it on the road at 16 i took out a loan for $2500.00 to buy a 1968 PONTIAC CATILINA and at 18 i started working construction till now .

construction is all so ball busting work but NOTHING COMPARED to working on a farm .
1973 PLYMOUTH road runner GTX



bordin34

I paid for a little more than half of my Charger. Kids at my school are being given $40k-$60k cars to them by their parents, and some are still envious of my "cheap" Charger.

1973 SE Brougham Black 4̶0̶0̶  440 Auto.
1967 Coronet Black 440 Auto
1974 SE Brougham Blue 318 Auto- Sold to a guy in Croatia
1974 Valiant Green 318 Auto - Sold to a guy in Louisiana
Mahwah,NJ

darkfiire5000

I had to get a job to by my first car from my parents, pay for gas, and also pay for my insurance. Now i have 5 project cars including my 68 charger, my wifes 2003 nissan exterra, and my 2001 gmc sierra. I wouldn't have had it any other way cause it just feels so damn good to know that I have worked for everything I have.

mikepmcs

Been working since about 11.  I owe everything I have to my parents, first and foremost, for raising me the way they did and not buying me anything, but instead teaching me how to earn and appreciate.  They are my heroes bar none!  Secondly, the Navy, as well, for the priceless 20 year education and great life I have now.  I've gone through a little rough patch here and there but buckle up , put your nose back to the grindstone and move forward.  But, yes, my parents helped me out over the years, that's for sure, and I could never repay them for what they have done for me, never. 

I've seen the results of buying love over and over(as I call it). The kids grow up lost and unappreciative of anything, and that goes hand in hand with lack of respect for elders etc.....
If I ever called one of my parents friend's, or an adult, by their first name, instead of Mr/Mrs(last name) or Sir/Ma'am
my dad would've cracked me so hard, phew, don't remember the rest of that day. :lol:
:cheers:

Life isn't Father Knows Best anymore, it's a kick in the face on a saturday night with a steel toed grip kodiak work boot and a trip to the hospital all bloodied and bashed.....for reconstructive surgery. But, what doesn't kill us, makes us stronger, right?