Whats your scariest moment in a cal-look bug?
Black Sheep:
Pushing the loud pedel a bit to hard on the narrow twisty lanes of north dorset :o still geting used to my car 8)
alfie the monster:
Racing Having some fun against another Beetle in Germany at Das Drag Day 2 on the roads near Bitburg and having to take up all of the road round a corner. Not cool... :o
58vw:
getting off at Katella ave off the 55 freeway and the pin in the pedal assembly came out leaving me with NO BRAKES....downshift like mad foot out the door....luckily he light turned green and no cars in front of me hard right turn and pulled over 200 feet later.....fixed the pin and cleaned my shorts ;D
jhicken:
Tooling down the 91 in my old '67 near Euclid in Fullerton, I change lanes only to find the Buick in front of me at a full stop. I lay on the skids, I feel the 135's start hopping, I'm making the meanest Japanese face I could, screaming like a little girl and just as I come to a stop I feel an abrupt thump. I step out and walk around front expecting the worse. Amazingly, the only damage is a thumb sized dent just above my hood handle >on the chrome strip!< Yes, there was no damage to the hood, no crack in the paint, only this little ding on that skinny chrome strip. I must have been barely moving, the rear bumper of the Buick barely touched the two stock over riders of my bumper, pushing my front end down a bit, and just slowed everything down enough that that big assed rear Buick bumper just barely kissed that little chrome strip. I looked at the Buick pilot, he looked at me, we shrugged shoulders, got back into our cars and got back into traffic.
I couldn't help thinkin that if I had if I had an extra muffin that morning, or if I decided to wear my Doc Martins instead of my sandals, that minor difference in weight may have pushed me just an inch or so farther, I'd be lookin at a few hundred dollars worth of damage.
Whew!
-jeffrey
peach_:
Quote from: jhicken on August 29, 2009, 03:48:42 am
Tooling down the 91 in my old '67 near Euclid in Fullerton, I change lanes only to find the Buick in front of me at a full stop. I lay on the skids, I feel the 135's start hopping, I'm making the meanest Japanese face I could, screaming like a little girl and just as I come to a stop I feel an abrupt thump. I step out and walk around front expecting the worse. Amazingly, the only damage is a thumb sized dent just above my hood handle >on the chrome strip!< Yes, there was no damage to the hood, no crack in the paint, only this little ding on that skinny chrome strip. I must have been barely moving, the rear bumper of the Buick barely touched the two stock over riders of my bumper, pushing my front end down a bit, and just slowed everything down enough that that big assed rear Buick bumper just barely kissed that little chrome strip. I looked at the Buick pilot, he looked at me, we shrugged shoulders, got back into our cars and got back into traffic.
I couldn't help thinkin that if I had if I had an extra muffin that morning, or if I decided to wear my Doc Martins instead of my sandals, that minor difference in weight may have pushed me just an inch or so farther, I'd be lookin at a few hundred dollars worth of damage.
Whew!
-jeffrey
:o :o :o!
Your one lucky guy!
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