1st part
Man I just have the sh.ittest luck. Well yesterday started okay. I met up with my homeboy (crhatchzc) to trade my traction bars for his oem crossmember, and to fix a bent lca on my car. We thought it was going to be no more than a couple hour job. I got there around 4pm and didnt leave until 5am (I might add that I been up since 4:45am because of work). Trying to install the traction bars on his car was a ***** because the person he got the car from didn't tell him that it been wreaked before. So that took majority of the time. Then we started on my car which didn't take long, but when we went to put back on the castle nut for the lower ball joint, it's no where to be found LOL. We believe one of our homies that was helping us might had taken it by mistake. Luckily crhatchzc was nice enough to let me have one of his to get on my way.

2nd part
I got home around 6am. I decide to take a cat nap for an hour so I could take the Rex to Firestone when they first open for an alignment. Well I slept through all of my alarms and didn't wake up until jdmjaydc2 called around 11am. After talking to him I left to find Firestone, but realized that I wouldn't have enough time to get an alignment (since I got plans later), so I turned around. So I get on 85S and get over and 10 sec later, out the blue, I see a blown truck tire right in front of me. Couldn't get over due to traffic and I took a direct hit to frontend. Lets see, it ripped my lip off, ****ed up the paint on my bumper, hood, and fender, snapped one my bumper mounts, and messed up my hood latch.


Every time I fix something, something else messes up!!! Sh|t like this makes me want to sell it