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I drive an ETA and I actually like it. But, that's my car and she is what she is. Kid, you need to figure out what 'you' want, and then if you have enough money and time to deal with it. Most of the posts on here are from guys who are willing to pay the price or do the time.
Next time you get high , sell me your 89 , $20 on it , that will get you a nice dub ;)
I'm high right now .....how about we sell your sisters ass shit you already have a 20 so do I lets get a couple of your buddies and we can all get chlamydia together.... but if you really want the 89 ill take two pounds of your finest ganja :loco:
Guys I actually like OP. I mean, yeah he looked like a goober when he came in here, and he still looks like a dumbass now, but I mean.. uh.. hrm
cmon
actually what this reminds me of is this mexican wannabe gangsta who was leaning on my car in the parking lot at work today. But let me elaborate. I parked underneath a tree last night. This tree had a birds nest. The birds shat literally all over the side of my car... where he was leaning. Of course I had to walk out and say something!
also, OP, learnt is a word. Smelt is also a word, but isn't synonymous with smelled. It gets weird.
Is your eta an '86? If so you're good. But honestly the 325i's take mods better. They have different suspension which is more common and there is more aftermarket for it. So if your eta runs and is in halfway decent shape, sell it and put the money toward the 325i. Otherwise it will be a continuous money pit if you intend on building it. Unless you want to swap literally everything from your 325i parts car.
Thanks, bangn! Now I know for sure my daughter isn't dead! :up:
88 325i Cabrio
04 Neon SRT-4
Originally posted by MrBurgundy
If R3v was a dude, it would pick up a tinder date naked, with a raging boner, drunk, in an e30 with a shitty interior, a missing sunroof panel, explaining how its a classic while staring at the tinder date's tits.
That was a real treat. Kind of like when you walk to the refrigerator late at night, with no real hope of doing anything but staring blankly and regretfully at the empty, slightly stained shelves. You're pretty sure your weed was laced with antifreeze, but it tasted good so whatever. Lo and behold! Two slices of mostly-not-old pizza are sitting right next to the cottage cheese mysteriously labeled "Milk." All excited, you take a bite. Unfortunately, the pizza bites back and you spend the rest of the night on the porcelain throne, unable to form coherent thoughts through the haze of pain so intense it borders on euphoria. To pass the time, you watch every F&F movie in a row, learning nothing but how to properly double-clutch. The size of Vin Diesel's biceps combined with his ability to hold a slide gets you worked up, so you decide to get big numbers out of that old BMW you picked up. You decide an internet forum is a good place to start.
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