dude, I could fill up 3 forums with stupid stuff I have done in a car.....when I was 18 I had a
Lemans Convertible ..cocky 18 yr olds and mucle cars dont mix......then i went into the service and after basic training the car went with me to Biloxi, MS---cocky 18 yr olds away from home trying to impress other 18 yr olds and muscle cars REALLY dont mix
then they sent me to Greece...where people drive pretty wild compared to here...and they have some marble mixed into the roads so they are pretty slick....and we had a couple mountains we had to drive up to do work on...with the classic switchback 180 degree hairpin turns.......19 yr olds overseas with v8 service vehicles dont mix well with slick winding mountainous roads
the wild thing is that I have forgotten most of the things I did with the convertible and when I see an old friend, after a few minutes they start laughing and say things like "remember that time we were flying down that gravel road and you came to the end of it and you couldnt stop so you smacked it and flew through the field"....and I am like "no"...lol
I will list a very few things off the top of my head
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it was nothing for me to be driving down the road with friends....drive by a school and all of a sudden cut over the curb and cut through the schoolyard
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came around a corner trying to squeek through the yellow light, turned the corner as it turned red and smacked it....spun it all the way around in the street and ended up facing the cars which were now coming through their green light
another time, about a 1/4 mile up the road from that, was turning left into the intersection, didnt realize that there was a car coming through so I had to turn sharper to the left to miss him...which meant I had to turn into the oncoming lane on the wrong side of the median.....of course there were two cars sitting there waiting for the light so I had to turn into their turning lane and then jump up on the median......my friend that was with me said he looked over at me and I looked calm as I was shifting gears etc, lol
was in a school parking lot down in MS, drinking, was doing donuts, I think there was some gravel but it was a cement/concrete parking lot.....I did a few donuts then let off the gas and the car came to rest between two parking posts....I had slid up diagonally between them somehow...one was at the front bumper and the other was over at the right front fender with the headlight sticking out between them
I used to unbolt the front seat and take it out and put my friends MX100 motorcycle there and we'd go riding....so one night I had the seat back in the car but it wasnt bolted on, it was just sitting there on the bolts.....met some girl and was cruising....so I grabbed second gear and the seat popped off the bolts and her and the seat slid back to the back, lol, it looked like she was sitting in the back seat.....so I smacked the brakes and she came sliding back up.....good stuff
in Greece
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when I first got there they told me the "record" for coming down the mountain (Mt Parnis), from one certain spot at the top to a certain spot at the bottom was 21 minutes....I got it down to 17, sometimes driving a crew cab! lol.... To do it that fast you had to smack it on the straightaways and then jam the brakes right as you come into those ugly, slick hairpin turns...then smack it and repeat the whole thing.....right turn, straight, left turn, straight..all the way down.........you would have to see the road to understand it.....most of it was just the road, no shoulder, with about 20-30 foot dropoffs with a few sheer drops. I have some pics of it....and pics of an old bus which had long ago plummeted off of it and was laying down there rusting. There was a ramp where people jumped off to hang glide. The mountain was like 4600 feet high...nice cool clear air up there compared to in Athens which was extreme pollution.
My boss, who was usually the real nervous/alcoholic/all day smoker-cofffee drinker type would relax when I was driving down...at the top when we finished our work..we would roll out through the gate and he wouldnt say anything but he would hold up his watch hand and click to set it to stopwatch and he'd start it as we rolled past the starting point, lol. But then when my buddy would drive, even on other flat "country" roads after about 5 minutes the boss would all of a sudden yell "slow the $%^%&* down!"...lol....good times
of course to use the brakes that hard meant that they would usually fade some....no problem....but on occasion youd put them down and theyd go like 3/4ths to the floor and the "mission" would have to be aborted, lol
one time, coming down like that, I was, as usual, hugging the inside of the turn, no matter whose "lane" I was in. I say "lane" because at some points it was pretty narrow....sort of like a lane and a third American size and usually you couldnt see what was coming around the corner....sometimes these big busses would be going up and youd have to squueze by each other. Well one time we were hurtling down thru there in this little curvy section at the top....sort of before the switchbacks...and I came from a left hand corner into a right hand corner and I was probably about in the middle of the road and-----hehe-----there was a blue military van coming the other way right in the middle of the road....so me and that driver were sort of looking right at each other.....so he jerked to the right and I jerked to the right......hehe, he had sort of a look of horror on his face, you could see the van really "pitch" as he jerked it (they didnt seem to be going very fast, lol)...I recognized him as we went by....it was my Cheif of Maintenance, a captian, all I saw when I went by was all this silver on the passengers shoulders..hehe, it was all these officers....so with the capt being the driver I guess they were colonels etc. Of course when you go on a job you call it in and the people at job control know you are up on the mountain...they know who all is up there. So when we got back my boss (different boss from above boss) was waiting in the parking lot, hehe......he asked if we had any "trouble" on the mountain...I said "uhhh, nope".....he said the Captain had called down pretty mad etc....and everyone knew we were up there....but the capt said he got a good look at the driver and that he was blonde, lol..which I am not....so nothing happened
another time, on the way up, we had to pull over for mother nature and I just happened to stop on the edge of the pavement....the edge was right in the middle of the tire and then the road dropped off several inches so the outer half of the tire was just sitting in the breeze.....so the dude gets back in and I peeled out, sitting there spinning....so the smell was a little stronger than normal tire smoke smell....so I stopped and he got out and I had burned a groove a solid inch or more deep right down the middle of the truck tire......now it looked like a Goodyear aquatread....I figured I was busted for this when I got back....but my buddy was in charge of the truck maintenance and he just took it and got a new tire....I think he told them he didnt know what happened, lol
those are just a few off the top of my head....there are many others.....I have
told the other one already in another thread about almost running into a taxiing F16 at mcguire AFB...that was the worst one, lol....I had to go lay down after that
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