Photo by Jeremy Noble
This picture reminds me of my back yard when I was a kid. As a matter of fact it just might be my back yard. My brother was given an old car when he was thirteen. I guess my parents thought that he would work on it and learn things. Well, he, of course, got it running and started driving it around the neighborhood. While my mother thought that he was in the back yard working on his new car, he was actually down the street doing donuts on a rival's front lawn. This of course was just the beginning of his lawlessness.