I think I have noted this before, but I kind of have it made. Not monetarily, although my company treats me well.

The Totally Awesome Missus Murff grew up in the infield at stock car races. Her folks used to build a lot of the cars that ran in the northwest and west coast, back when stock car racing was popular here. Believe it or not, there used to be about 10 or 15 such tracks within 2 or 3 hours of Seattle. Not so anymore. The tree hugging political correctees took care of all that.

When I set out to do the upgrades to the Falcon this past winter and she asked me how much she just said Ok. Now that the initial estimate has basically quadrupled she still just smiles and says Ok.

This is what we do as we approach our 'golden years'. The kids have moved on and we are empty nesters. This is how we choose to dispose of our disposable income.

Although when my buddy Vince stopped by on Sunday on the maiden voyage of his 289 powered '47 Ford coupe (thanks Spali!) we were both a little envious that he had a street rod to go cruising in, and we only have a drag car that is still apart. Funny tho', he's envious of us because we have a drag car and he only has a street rod. Perspectives vary.

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Murff

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