IDK, most of you have done a lot crazier things than me but here’s my little crazy thing. I remember when me and my friend were 16 and his 25 year old brother had moved back home. He was working graveyard as a butcher at Albertson’s and slept from 2:00 in the afternoon to 11:00 pm. He had this 1975 Chevrolet Vega that were sporty cars at the time. My friend would steal his brothers car keys and we would push the car down the street so no one in his house would hear it and then go driving for a couple hours. Neither of us had a license but it was loads of fun. Ah, the good ol’ days.
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I did that one time with dad’s car…me and the neighbor girl were up around three a m and took a drive…haha…thanks for reminding me.
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