The stereo, the inboard computer, his pencils (what the) broke the ignition column and steering column.
Last Wednesday Bridger's car was stolen from WX's parking lot. Hard to believe you say...yes. I would have never thought it would have happened to our family. We got a call at 11:45 p.m. that they had located it, abandoned and stripped of a lot of items. When we arrived at the scene, I really felt like this was an out of body experience. We had to have it towed to our mechanic located in WX. It's amazing to me to know how someone can come in and take all sense of peace and security in a matter of about 20 seconds. Darn jerks anyway.
Those of you who know Bridger, know he has worked extremely hard to pay for this car by himself and get it to where it wanted it.
Seriously, things really need to start heading uphill in our lives or I am thinking about running away and not telling anyone where I'm going...Ok, I'll tell Wayne and the boys. We'll be fine...I should have never put that quote on my blog of, "tough times never last, tough people do." I'm tired of being tough!