To A few of you that think I’m just a car nut, sit your fuckin ass down and learn something. To the rest of you, I’m gonna put you on some game, not that “nigga game” but something real with testosterone and brute force game. This guy came in with his girlfriend, both Gen Z’ers in their 20s. I showed them around cars and his girlfriend walked over and started salivating over this 1969 Dodge Coronet Super Bee With a 383 CID V8, 15 inch rims (no ghetto shit), in its stock Mopar glory. I started the car for her, and you should’ve seen her eyes light up. I could tell that her punanni was boiling, it even made me think of CGA’s boiling sound😆. If I wasn’t at work, and I was out about with this car and she came to me, even with her recess-chin boyfriend, she would’ve been doing the guk guk to me later that night. And I’m not one into dirty macking. I know some of you want luxury crossover SUVs, luxury electric cars, and other stuff that I see as high-end normie shit, but I’m not throwing shade. I want you to keep in minds open. Classic muscle will put a smile on a lot of your faces, decrease your stress overall, and turns a lot of JuCo’s punannis into water faucets. You just have to have the stroke to back it up when you’re with her in the bed room. Put at least a good 20 min multiple position on her. Also don’t get me started on the wagon you see. I thought it would be a JuCo deterrent, but I have been proven wrong. There’s your advice for the month from the Scarred Knuckle Garage. BossUp2026!!!