“Don’t you understand what you’re doing?” I said, “No, they gave me a car, Dad.” “What kinda car?” “It’s a city car, it’s only got 75,000 miles on it.” “Oh my God, They gave you a car. 75,000 miles.” Second week I get this, sign this contract, I’m going across O’Shaughnessy Dam, the door falls off the back of the car, falls off. Now we’re into October, November.
