Monster:
1964 Covertible Ford Falcon
Forever a work in progress.

The Falcon 

At the start of our time together, it was an awkward start. In Compton, CA I had to cut a tree limb to get the car out of the yard. It had grown through the car!  I had brought a gas can, a battery, tools and more with me so that if it could start, I was driving it out of there... whish it turns out was a good idea. A friend of mine had ridden with me, she was going to drive my daily driver out of there, while I drove the Falcon. 

So we start off driving down the street, and these um... gentlemen sitting in the porch drinking said "hey white girl, how you doing?" so that was the start! Yes.... I waved and said "Hi" back! 

Then at the next corner, I turned to a red light. Waiting for it to turn green, my friend (following now in my daily driver) had called me as we were laughing at what had just occurred.

So these men pulled up in a flatbed tow truck next to me, and the passenger leans out the window and says 'Sell me that car.' I said, "No thank you - I just bought it." He proceeds to open the door...  remember we are at a red light, and my friend is on the speakerphone with me, so I say "do not do what I'm about to do..." and I floor it through the red light! Until we are safely somewhere else, City of Industry, we pulled over so I could arrange to get the car towed from there! 

Then my first positive experience happened while we were waiting for the tow truck... a gentleman pulls over and offers us some assistance (we declined but...) he was the President of a Falcon club! Something good!