There is a certain allure to gambling. You make a bet and with some luck and maybe a little skill, you’ll get to experience the thrill of winning. Of course, most of the time it’s the house that wins, but the thought of winning it big can drive some to place a bet. Maybe you’ve seen a movie or two or perhaps one of those poker shows where gambling pays off huge. Gambling with cars really clicks up your heart’s RPM.
Yesterday, XLEJim700 rolled into Mark’s 1977 Chevy C10 vs 1986 Dodge Ram Shitbox Showdown with a Dodge story. I’m not sure I’ve ever been on the edge of my seat reading a comment here, so this was a great read. Here you go!
Dodge for tradition’s sake: My first “car” was a ’72 W100 Power Wagon, locking Warne hubs, 225 slant, auto. I bought it in 1974 with proceeds from my summer construction job.
My second Dodge truck was a ’98 SS/T black over grey leather with stripe delete, 360 CID, SWB 2WD. A good customer of mine offered it to me for 10K in 2002 because the dealer’s trade-in offer was insulting.
I brought the cash to his house that night, and he was sitting in the dining room of his waterfront home with his older brother. We had a drink, I offered him the envelope, and he said, “Nah, let’s have some fun.”
He was a big gambler, and had his wife bring out a fresh deck of cards: “Let’s cut the deck, double or nothing.” I refused. His 70-year old brother (both drunk) whispered “Wussy.”
I just looked at both of them. This went back & forth. I was a “Wussy” about three times over. Then my guy says “OK OK, we can play Go Fish, best 3 out of 5.” And then he threw in the kicker, “If you lose you can work off the 10K on house repair.” Here was my chance:
I was a little drunk too, looked him in the eye and said, “One hand. Five-card draw: I win, I take the envelope and truck. You win, I take the truck, leave the envelope, and owe you 10K in construction work on your house.” We all agreed.
His brother counted the cards in the new deck, removed the jokers, and wished us both luck.
I drew two cards after the deal, and was left with a pair of nines. My customer drew two, said “Who dealt this crap? Looked at me, and asked whadya got?”
I lay down my pair, he looked at me, lay his cards face down, “Beats my crap.”
He shook my hand, and wished me luck with the new truck.
P.S. These guys were both multi-millionaires and my customer was a frequent gambler in Atlantic City for real high stakes. This game, for them, was just something to do after dinner. I never saw his cards, and it’s not something you really ask about. It was a good truck, and the 10K really helped me out.
Fantastic! Admittedly, I am a bit of a gambling wuss. I’ve been known to turn $20 into $300 at a casino, but I never go further or harder than that. I definitely wouldn’t gamble $10,000 in labor or a truck! For a nomination from today, we have one of so many comments from David’s article about how people reacted to his Instagram Reel. OrigamiSensei says:
Reminds me of a quip my daughter told me about the difference between knowledge and wisdom…
Knowledge: Frankenstein was the doctor, not the monster.
Wisdom: Frankenstein was the monster.
Honestly, I’ve never even thought of it like that. Your daughter sounds like she has a good noggin on her shoulders, OrigamiSensei!
Before we close out our day, I just want to remind all of you wonderful people to treat your fellow Autopians as you would your favorite family member, spouse, pet, or best friend. Would you call them names in what should be a calm debate? No? Try not to do it here. Have a great night, everyone!
(Top Photo: Dodge)