Since Char kicked me out she wanted the Blazer off the property. Now, the Blazer has issues, blown head gasket anyways, but still, maybe repairable, and I had a guy wanting to give me $300 for it, but I can't sell it until after the divorce, so it's been sitting in the woods behind Char's home.
So, last Sunday, I towed it down to the Farm, since I don't really have any place to keep it. It should be safe there, correct? Well, I thought so.
Then, I got a call from the guy that wanted to buy it, he said that the front clip was all torn up. I said I'd go by and see what was going on. Seems Matt wanted a couple of parts off of it for his Jimmy, I said he could go ahead and get the distributor cap and the dash lights from it.
Then today was Matt's High School Grad Party, and I was invited out to the house along with my brothers family and a bunch of other family and friends.
Here's a couple of photos dating from the end of April, the Blazer looked the same (except for the mud being dried up) when I towed it to the farm seven days ago:
It's not pretty like the Mustang, but it's all there, right? It's repairable, right? By the way, the windshield was brand new just before I was given the Blazer, and was one of the reasons why I had an offer for $300.
Look at these photos taken this afternoon. I still can't believe Matt or Betty would do this to me, and Matt says that he has no idea how it happened, but what am I supposed to think? They ain't no-one else that's gonna do it.
Seems I can't trust anybody any longer. That's OK, I ain't gonna trust you no more. This is absolutely ridiculous, and somebody's gonna pay for it.
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