Mark Trevino
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My GTP Journey
So let me start with a little background of my harrowing journey. A little over two years ago I was homeless, living on the streets with a very bad drug habit. Through the help of my two boys, oddly my ex wife, and a couple of great friends, I was able to initially start off by kicking my bad habit, then got off the street. Next came my first GTP. I managed to get up enough money for a "running car," and had my eye on a couple of "decent" runners, and was about to pull the trigger on what seemed like a good deal. Upon arrival and inspection, there was a reason this person had posted obscure angled pictures in their posting; that reason was to hide the missing parts and damage. Later that evening, as I was contemplating giving up on the hopes of a car, I took one last look at facebook market, and just happened upon a listing for the sweetest looking all black 2004 Grand Prix GTP CompG. The owner was asking I think close to two thousand, just outside of my budget, but cash is always king right? So I immediately contacted the seller and arranged a time right away to go look at the car that night. Just a short 40 minute jaunt outside of Austin in the hill country. Long story short, the lady I spoke with, and her son, the owner of the car, were great people. The car had a small dent on the hood, and a slightly slipping transmission. I managed to talk them down to $700 cash for an otherwise pristine and supercharged car I might add :) The car ran great, I put in a new transmission, started working for uber and lyft for a couple of months, Then it happened one rainy night on my way home from a long driving shift. I was coming through an intersection, and then all I recall is hearing what I can only relate to a shotgun blast in my left ear, spinning through the intersection to a stop right in front of the opposing oncoming traffic, luckily just before hitting anyone. As I was spinning through the intersection, and coming to the realization of what had just happened, one might think of many things like, "am I going to die, am I hurt, did I hit anyone else?" No, all I could think was FUUUCK!!, my car!!
By Mark Trevino5 years ago in Wheel