I only had my license for a year when I bought a new car.
The car wasn’t showroom new, but it was new to me and I wanted to make it my own.
The first thing I was going to do was give my exhaust a nice little rumble. I didn’t want the sound that made the car sound like a wind-up toy my dad had made fun of. He said they sounded like they were going fast, but they were still being left behind. I told the guy at the car dealership that I wanted a few exhaust modifications made. I asked about glass packs and he said that wasn’t a rumble, but an all out roar and asked if my dad approved of them. He said there were other exhaust modifications that wouldn’t be as loud and disruptive. He said something about different exhaust pipes that could give a car a nice rumble, but I was interested in glass packs. The man did the exhaust modification I requested and told me it would cost extra if I had to remove it. When I got home, my dad came running outside. He wanted to know if I had lost my muffler on the way home. I told him I had glass packs installed, and he told me to have them removed. I couldn’t believe he was being so stubborn. He said I would end up getting arrested in this area, and he wanted the glass packs removed. He called the shop where I went for the exhaust modifications and said we would be there in an hour.