First Car Stories!

[69LM1]

Man Ed what a story!!!!
Here's my "little brother" story as promised.

It is 1986 Now. I had sold the original 69 and bought a 69 Z-28, original 302 and all. I restored the whole car, interior and Dad and I rebuilt the engine. The only thing left was paint. I was accepted into a opportunity of a life time training with the US Air Force and put the car in storage at my grandparents. A year and a half later, my brother calls and says that his car broke and he needs a car for the senior prom and can he borrow my 69. Of course mom and dad are supporting him in this and help sway my answer. I told him yes on one condition that he not drink while driving my car. So, the prom comes and goes and I call the next morning. He says everything went well. Six more months go by and my training is up and I get my first leave to visit home. While on the phone with my mother, she is yelling at him to talk to me. I got this instant sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Dad gets on the phone and explains that while at the prom, my brother stopped at a local store for "gum" and when he came out the car was totaled . Someone "hit" the car and "ran. Rigggghhhhhhtttt, I said. C'mon Dad. It would take a rig to drive off after that bad an accident (the motor broke off the mounts and went thru the radiator it was hit so hard in the rear). My Dad said that he even found fender, grill and light parts all around the car when he went to get my brother. The whole family chimes in. So, a couple of years pass and I came home and start going to church and all. Another six months go by and I invite my brother to church. After church, the pastor asks if anyone is interested in accepting Jesus as his saviour. To my astonishment, my brother "walks the aisle". A little while later, he comes back and sits next to me, excited and emotional. I tell him, man that was great. He looks up at me and then I say "So, what REALLY happened to my car? "

Who can lie at a time like that? He finally confessed. Turns out he and a friend were stone drunk and had dropped off their dates. They were in the local supermarket parking lot doing 360's with MY CAR!!! He was in reverse, as he said, doing 40 or so, when he collided with a light pole. Miraculously, neither he nor his friend was hurt. They called a tow truck and had it towed to another store. Then they went and got his friends car and went around town picking up wrecked parts to "place" around the car before calling my dad.

We both still go to church to this day, and I still remind him about that car all the time!!!!