What race was the "home intruder"?
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It truthfully does. I was handed down a lemon 1980 Bronco xlt that I loved but it leaked oil out of the rear main like crazy. My pops and I put a new motor in, among so many other parts, many long nights wrenching on the cold concrete shop floor. It nurtured a life long love of all things mechanical, a hatred of shitskins, fostered a good work ethic, it turned into learning a trade, which turned into getting my attainable dream car. My old man shaped my life through a rusty old Bronco I should have kept because they are expensive now.