Today waa a tough day. U haul trailer purchase, loading up my drift Rx7 on her way to get the engine removed for a rebuild. So much has to go into actually driving a well functional race car...it's draining. But I dont give up....I keep going. My vision is too strong, my strength and drive will never weaken. It all cant be done on my own...and Im so thankful I have people to support me. Today was awesome. Friends within the Mazda community came out on this very hot Saturday to help me. Im touched by this. Pics...
What a month, better yet, what a year this has been. My FC's motor breaks and now the unexpected passing of one of rap music's hidden gems "Baatin" of Slum Village. I just caught word of this and it deeply saddens me. I look at him now in a different perspective than before. Similarities exist between baatin and my older brother, makes me feel like I shouldve taked to him or something. I'll stop there and just say that your presence on earth will be missed and forever you remain one of my favorite emcee's.
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So a couple things. Yesterday evening as Im on the way back to the house, I feel my motor go weak. Weird sensations, vibrating engine bay and a couple funny smells later...it dies. Coasting @ 60 mph, I pop start the engine and it comes to life again...but not at full "usual" power. I realize at this point, all the smoking and engine vibration previously means one thing...she's about to seize. She was burning a lot of oil and just not sounding like the regualr FC I've been used to. I can literally feel the low compression, almost as if running on just one rotor. I coast my way to the house off the fwy and park it. This would be my last ride with aaliyah probably for a long time. She simply needs to be rebuilt.
This being my only car at the moment, Im a bit worried and nervous about events to come. I have buisness to handle which is time sensitive. With no car, it's going to be a struggle. On that note, plans for the FC are at a hault. I have to now focus exclusively on getting to work, saving every dollar and getting back on my feet. The money saved for an apartment, now has to go towards other expenses. What a life!
Im not down, I want to be depressed, but not defeated. To put things lightly, I am simply under construction. To my friends and family...I will return stronger. This is a setback that I must conquer. In ending, I leave you with some footage of Lavar Mc Bride circa 1996 when black skaters were funnily considered uncool and white lol, my how things have changed. Early he's shown in a fight scene which to me is metaphorical to my fight against hardship. I really like the song played in the first 3:53...as it clearly describes my current situation and mentality. Please wish me well yall : )
