Well, I was so darn jealous of all you blokes superchargin', suckin' nitrous, and usin' turbos that I sent Stewie Baby out the Shop and had a Chevy put in 'er. The second photo is evidence of the improved performance. I took the run down the local street past a school and a nursing home. I smoked a kid on a moped but in the process almost hit an ice cream truck. Then I was cut off by an octagenarian in a electric powered wheel chair and had to stop real fast. Of course If I had hit her, it would have been all HER fault.
And this is a TRUE story.... I swear!
