Redneck Wife

My husband and his friends are all car guys. They build and fix things and I can't understand most of it. Every year the Fair has a Demolition Derby and a Figure 8 race so they are in their glory. They spend from January until July looking for the perfect car. The figure 8 car is small but the Demo car must be big and something that an take a hit. So Earl had a 1990 Lincoln Town Car as his big car and a Mazda 323 as his little car. They worked for over a week getting the cars ready including taking tons of dangerous parts off and adding things required to make it the safest event they can. They have to remove the exhaust and gas tank. They have to seal all doors and remove all glass and lights and plastic. There is a hole cut in the hood for the fastest way to put out a fire if necessary.
I had to work so I missed all of the excitement but Earl came in 2nd place both nights. That means a big ol' redneck trophy and some cash. He is proud and the kids are even prouder. Olivia walked into the kitchen the next morning like Santa had come. "Dad is that your trophy?? It is huge"
She is too much so I put them both on the kitchen counter and took their picture with the trophy. See.....