My brothers transmission was tore up in his trunk so we comindeered my step dads sports car and went hunting. Of course we haven’t killed anything all year and the one day we have to walk two miles to where we wanted to hunt we killed a nice buck. We drug that sucker at least a mile. Drove the car down some muddy hunting rd to close the distance. We figured our step dad would kill us if we put the deer in the car so we were excited and wanted to show the deer off so tied the thing to the hood and to the house we went. When we got home that white Mitsubishi 3000gt was covered in mud and blood. We were getting all kinds of looks thumbs up and horn honks on the way home. We made all rednecks proud