My car was packed up to the ceiling and the trunk was stuffed, everybody had made it to the house on time and we were on our way to the third annual Hot Rodz & Hillbillyz show. My car however had another idea of what she would be doin ' with her Saturday and it didn't involve drivin ' a dirt track. On the way to get gas, I knew somethin ' wasn't right. When we stopped to fill 'er up, she was done.....she was dumpin ' gas outta the carburetor. It took me 30 minutes and the help of jumper cables to finally get her started and get her back home. No dirt track for me this year. I was heart broken. Devastated. She did so good her first year and the second year we girls packed in like sardine's goin ' down the track listenin ' to Peaches and Tone Loc . Memorieeeeees . We packed up the 4Runner and headed out again. Despite the rough start, we had a kick ass time as always....... The drive there is always so nice. Boys and their burnouts. They h...