yeh fixed the car no worries, had to replace the fuel line, made my own from copper, wasnt very hard, i recall getting thru 2 bottles of scrumpy and listening to missing teeth as i did it,
punched the kid out over something else and broke up with the girl also unrelatedly about a year later.
it probably wasnt him who did it, but he was a cunt of a pretty high order so it really dont front me none, seems like it was a completely random thing, which kinda sucked, youd hope that people who sugar your gas would actually have some beef with you, and not be some complete stranger.
drove that car til the brakes wore right out, it was calipers on discs, sold it for $50 and the dickhead crashed it a few days later.
fuck we all used to type like noobs.