The tires didn't fit because his card was a Ford. The tires were Chevy's. He needed Ford. We went downtown with a jack and an attitude. I'm peaking on acid, of course. And we started working on a Ford Mustang in front of a wonderful, pristine yard, thinking it's two in the morning. No, they won't notice. And we started working on it
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:12
That's a wild story. I really, really loved listening to it, and I think you told it perfectly. I was. I felt like I was there. Wow. Thank you so much. I look forward to hearing more of your stories