Sure, when I was 2, or that time I got whipped with a belt for unscrewing the throttle limiter on my ATC and did a wheelie across the front lawn into the side of my dad's brand new car. I think I was around 6, that was the last time.
He was so pissed, it was a Toranado with spoked wheels and it was his company car, maybe had it a week at the most. That thing was made of pure American Steel, my ass had more damage from the belt than the car did.
I can see why, there was a lot of Blood, Sweat, and Tears for him at USC.
Well, maybe just tears, but you get the idea.
Not sure what was so funny when they started talking about connections, people in relationships.
Some sort of inside joke?
Did he meet his dealer or his boyfriend at USC?