My father is my number one inspiration. He has taught me everything I know to this day. From him and I working on cars to landscaping, I don't recall a single time I felt “pressured“ to learn from him. His radiating knowledge has shaped me into the young man I am today. Words cannot describe how grateful I am and I only know of one way I will be able to “slightly“ repay him for everything he has done. Roughly 20 years ago, my father had his 1966 Ford Thunderbird Hardtop painted Wimbledon White with a 390cu V8 motor and Black interior that was his precious gem. A few years later he was forced to sell it because of economical hardships the family was going through. To this day, he constantly talks about his love for that car and how he regrets selling it (and always telling people that are debating to sell their cars that they will regret it down the road). When I was about 5 years old, I promised my dad that one day I would buy his car back for him. I perfectly remember the smi
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