I need to start figuring my damn life out and get out of this house. Just got off the phone with my dad, he called to yell at me for spray painting his race car numbers on the wall of the garage. Mind you, inside on a wall covered in grease, tools, and a poster or two. Why did he yell at me? I can't figure it out. I used the stencil he had for puting the numbers on his car to do it. It was already covered in paint, did more paint ruin it??? I must be missing something. Just a little bit ago I knocked over the Oxy-Acetylene setup. VERY BAD of course. But I wasn't the one who set it up and didn't strap the bottles into the cart. He constantly yells at me for leaving MY yes, MY tools out. They are the tools I own and I choose to just leave them lay sometimes, if I need a 9/16 wrench I go hmmm oh yeah under the axle where I left it. Sure I could find it in the box but when its pitch black out and I'm dead tired and stink to high hell digging in dirt and oil on my hands and knees isn't my biggest concern. He leaves his tools all over the place all the time. All over the garage mind you, mine are in the driveway. He also freaks out when I spill stuff all over the driveway(hey it happens, can't always catch it with a pan). Why am I in the driveway? Cause you bogarts the garage for his piece of crap race car that he spends thousands and thousands of dollars on. Then he yells at me for chopping up my fenders on my K5 cause I could sell them to somoene who wanted fenders with cancer?? Oh and cause I torched the bumper that needed to be rechromed off as well.... I never will understand what goes through his mind. He yells at me for spending money on stuff and not trying to get the maximum out of the stuff I could sell, but when I load up the truck to the brim with scrap and make some money he doesn't say a word. I seriouslly hope I'm not like this whenever I have children, sadly I'm certain I will be. Oh and he freaked cause I cut the power steering lines on the K5, even though I'm switching boxes and need to install an oil cooler on it... I gave him the factory oil cooler unit for his race car, I could have sold that for $50 I'm sure. Such a hypocritical [darn]. Oh and mind you he races a dirt track car, so he spins around in circles never winning anything, simply spending lots of money to smash his stuff up. Sure it sounds like rock crawling but then for him to give me [darn] for rockcrawling??????