So I get a txt last Wed from PHil saying they are going to Barret Jackson with their Semi. Last minuet change of plans for them. Seems there is some space for the Torino in there. I just need to be there Sat morning before 10.
WTF am I stupid
, a ride back home, I need to make this happen.
"Load it up" is my txt response.
The last picture of it outside their shop is prior to loading in the trailer.
I need a copilot. "hey Brett you need to go to BJ in Scottsdale. Want to go pick up a Torino?"
Well actually I said "my car" so in his defense maybe he forgot and thought it was a Camaro.
"sure"
Ok the plan is hatched.
Work all day friday come home hitch up the car trailer drive 6 hrs to AZ, sleep a few hours load up the car go to the show and then drive back 6 hrs back home sat night.
Here's a tip. If I call and ask you to go on a road trip say NO. I am a ****ty event planner and never budget time for sleep.
Again in Brett's defense I don't think he realized how bad my plan was.
I get home and get things ready. Brett is wrapping up things at home and makes it over to my place in Orange about 6. Hey plenty of time still left for sleep probably 7 hrs, we might as well get something good to eat.
So we run down the street to my favorite local spot for some fish tacos. Funny I never noticed all the lanes were narrow in this parking lot and on Friday night all the spots were packed. It might be a tough proposition to park a Crew cab long bed F350 4x4 and 19' car trailer.
Yea this isn't going to happen let's park down the street. after all we have nothing but time to burn
Hey the fish tacos were good at least I didn't start drinking beers. Well it's 8 we better get on the road. How much time left for sleep 6 hours.
Ah **** that's plenty.
this traffic on the 91 friday night really sucks. I guess I should have taken that into account. No big deal still plenty of time.
So we get out of rush hour traffic and on the open road. Past the 15 out to the 60 on to the 10 we are making great time let's keep going and get a coffee in Blythe an hour or so from now for the home stretch.
Indio behind us up and over Chiracco summit, the truck is running great, Brett somehow is putting up with all the talk of Torinos.
Now out in the middle of nowhere past Desert Center brake lights. Nothing but a string of brake lights in the dark. " Brett is that field of dreams thing up ahead? what's all this about?"
Brett "I see some flashing lights up there, probably an accident"
Me "really an accident I don't see it"
An hour later,
Brett " I see some flashing lights up ahead"
Me " dude I think you've seen ET to many times I don't see any lights"
An hour later
"Brett you're right I see the lights" Well we'll still get some sleep, it's overrated anyway.
Around 430 am we pull into the hotel. " Hey can we get an 0830 wake up call" By the time I brush my teeth and crap that's still 3 1/2 hrs sleep. Heck I'm only 48 I don't need mush sleep.
I set the alarm on my phone just in case. I can't leave Phil hanging when he's doing me a solid by bringing me my car. I need tog et up and be on time.
The phone rings in the morning. It's wake up time.
Hm I wonder why my alarm didn't go off on my phone? Ohhhh AZ is an hour ahead. Well 2 1/2 hours sleep is plenty I have a car to load.
So we pull up and my car is already out of the RS trailer and on the ground. I caught Brett in a moment of Torino envy. Seems things will work out fine.
Maybe
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