I placed son into “competition“ via story. That I could hit 70k, but never match my Dad who’d hit 90k on brake jobs [1970’s]. The Marine pilot (of today) takes note, and gears click.
Happily, I only work on mine.
Dad’s been gone ten years in another two months, he’d get a kick out of it that this 1T truck of mine had new pads at 120k (previous owner), but is still fine at almost a quarter-million since I’ve had it.
I wondered at the thread title word choice of “stuck”. As this is a radio forum, radio install “fun” therefore, so imagined a pic of something off-kilter.
Alls I can say re adult kids is that (Round Two) Mr Pilots new wife lost a tire due to road hazard, and that his new SUV shoes cost just as much as it would cost me for top Michelin’s on mine.
But his replacement set comes at a quarter of the miles I get from tires (I’m finishing up second-ever set now).
It’s slow progress towards sainthood, brother. I’m in my sixties and am on the verge of being able to use, “someday when I’m gone you’ll realize” . . .
Start practicing the sigh, the hands falling down, the depressed aspect accompanies that statement.
The finish is “hearing” The Call and we take several steps to the side to look skywards. A great pause, we are silhouetted against the evening sky. (Pull the Full Hollywood organ stop: cue distant soundtrack with choir).
Mines canny to this aspect of me — setting him up like a triple bank shot — I might not be able to make it through before he recognizes the act.
Here’s to success in pulling it off with yours!!
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