On today's episode of "My Hillbilly Life" we learn that mountain folk like a good fight just as much as any big city boxer.
So yesterday was a bit of a sh#$show and now I have to replace the passenger mirror.
Civic is still in the shop waiting on rocker arm adjustment. Been in the new shop for 2.5 weeks after the Honda dealer tried telling me I needed a new motor because the sound was coming from the bottom end, yet they never even checked the rocker arm clearances which it why I took it in to begin with.
Anyway, as soon as the Civic comes home, I can get the Astro into the shop for head and intake gaskets. I tried ordering the upgraded spider injector from motorman, but they had a few employees get Covid and aren't able to rebuild the injectors at the moment.
So super long story somewhat shorter, we've been having a problem with a handful of early 20 somethings thinking our small suburban street is a nice drag strip and drift practice track for their souped up imports. I've spoken with a couple and gotten them to knock it off, but one of them lives on the street behind me, and likes to argue and get mouthy about the situation.
Our street has about 6 or 7 houses with young kids that like to ride their bikes through the neighborhood, and the kids can't even do it anymore because of all the ridiculous speeding. Seriously doing 65-70 in a 15 zone every single evening and during the days on weekends.
Anyway, I blocked dude's brother into his driveway with the Astro yesterday morning and told him to knock the crap off. About an hour later older brother (early 20s) comes over to my house to apologize. I accepted, shook hands, then his apology turned into a passive aggressive order telling me not to block his brother in anymore. He then proceeded to get really mouthy.
I told him the best thing he could do would be leave my property and go back home. He was being a smart ass about that and not leaving so I shoved him toward the road and told him again to hit the road. He got mad and punched the passenger mirror, shattering the dang glass all over my interior.
Of course breaking things on my property didn't go over very well, so that followed with me forcefully walking him into the street and working on his head for about 5 minutes and brutal and hard. When I realized the kid had bitten off way more than he could handle and I might end up hurting him pretty badly, I got him to pick up his shoe that had fallen off during his beating and limp his way home.
Cops showed up, talked to me and the neighbor that called the cops, then went to talk to the kid. He told the cops "I should have just stayed home and not went over to get my head beaten on"
Ya think?
Now I have to go to the magistrate and get a warrant for restitution or some such thing to make the kid pay to replace the mirror he broke. Thankfully, this has been the first week of no drag racing on my street or nonsense except for his brother that morning. Kids should be able to ride their bikes again safely soon.
I scraped my knuckles and knees while he was trying his half hearted MMA moves attempting to take me down and put me in some sort of lackluster choke hold. LMAO! Poor fella has to be having a hard time with headaches today though.