This topic was can be viewed over on HotRodders.com "lounge section" but, to be sure there has to be a few "goodies" or memories from PDQ on the above or others on this Camaros.net board.. Maybe it's me, but, this kinda brought a BIG smile to my face... I put a couple of my "happenings" for wont of a better term over there for your viewing pleasure or dis-pleasure. Funny subject(s) when I think of it now, but, when it was a happenin', not really!!! T.

I had a '72 Dodge Demon 340/4Sp that was Plum Crazy & Blk. My mother always like my old cars and asked to go for a ride one day. I asked if she wanted me to take it easy and she declined. :DSo next thing she knew we turned the corner from our house (I was still @ home @ the time...years ago) and *** Admin Edited*** Long story short she didn't ask to ride in any of my old cars anymore.:angry:

This subject is ripe for street racing and exibition of power on the street storys so this is just a polite reminder of the no street racing policy this site has...

Sorry Dennis. Subject was not meant to include insipid Street Racing in any way shape or form.. It was an attempt to inject a "wee" bit of levity in an otherwise less than humorous time with all the mal-events (bad events)a goin' on... T.

I have done some stupid "stuff" and been in others cars and done even more stupid "stuff"... But I will NEVER let my M-I-L drive me anywhere again :noway:
That will teach me to be in a hurry and not have all the parts again :yes:

I just got back from another China trip. Talk about whom you don't want to drive with...The people there have no driving culture. Cars have only recently been affordable. Imagine an entire country with the collective driving skills of a 16 year old with a learners permit.

Why would you turn on the left or right blinker because the road has a curve?

Lane changes are mandatory at all opportunities. 1 mile = 20 lane changes for no apparent reason.

Chaos at every intersection. Cars pull out in front of you and there is no road rage, only a slight horn blow...not what you think, it is to let the other guy know you are about to cut him off.

It is allowed to just pull into the oncoming lane, whenever you need to. Trucks, busses and other people - vehicles will just move out of the way.

High beams at all times at night.

If you need to pee. No problem just pull over and pee. You can even leave the vehicle in the lane.

I just got back from another China trip. Talk about whom you don't want to drive with...The people there have no driving culture. Cars have only recently been affordable. Imagine an entire country with the collective driving skills of a 16 year old with a learners permit.

Why would you turn on the left or right blinker because the road has a curve?

Lane changes are mandatory at all opportunities. 1 mile = 20 lane changes for no apparent reason.

Chaos at every intersection. Cars pull out in front of you and there is no road rage, only a slight horn blow...not what you think, it is to let the other guy know you are about to cut him off.

It is allowed to just pull into the oncoming lane, whenever you need to. Trucks, busses and other people - vehicles will just move out of the way.

High beams at all times at night.

If you need to pee. No problem just pull over and pee. You can even leave the vehicle in the lane.


WOW!
Remind me to NOT visit there!!

I remember being in Mobile, Alabama for a school I was sent to. There was a guy down there I sorta made friends with and the next thing you know, we're heading downtown in the middle of the night.
I became aware slowly, that this guy wasn't really alert to things going on around him. At first I thought Wow, he missed that guy by an inch and figured he just knew what he was doing. We seemed to be flying along faster and faster. He was seemingly unaware of our acceleration. We were in a big Buick Electra and it was floating and foofing along.
It all came together when he looked over at me as he was driving to emphasize a point he was trying to make and we sailed right through a stale red light.
I realized I was yelling at him that we just went through a red and I was vaguely aware of the sound of skidding tires. This was back in the day when wearing seatbelts wasn't customary as it is today. But I was feeling for mine, simultaneously leaning over to look at that very long speedometer. The seatbelts were likely lodged way down in the seat somewhere as they were probly never used.
We were doing about 85 or so!
So I went from taking note of a near miss, to becoming somewhat aware that this guy is driving a bit fast, to fully aware that he's driving nuts and then subsequently being scared out of my wits!
I was yelling at this guy to slow down and he seemed to be upset that I was insisting that.
Another red light went by and now I was screaming at him to just stop and let me out.
He was then accusing me of not trusting his driving!!
Keep in mind, my eyes were on the road more than his.
Finally I said something about 'where's a cop when you want one' and he heard 'cop' and said, 'where'?
He slowed and then stopped for the next red light while still wanting to know where the cop was.
Once the car stopped, I got out.

Crazy!! I had no idea this guy was drunk. He showed no signs of being drunk until we were driving.

Suffice to say I had a little sh!t up my neck!!

my Dad. I love him like no other.
however, never ride in a winch truck with him when pulling a 77 Cabover Pete to the junk yard. then a lady tells us, "your drivers door is open!!" So about then is when we realized the drivers door was holding the steering wheel straight. yep you guess it, the middle of Oklahoma and we find the ONLY WPA bridge. the pete steering comes loose, remember the door is open?, swerves to the left then to the right, and goes off the side of the WPA bridge. both trucks turn over. nice and slow. lol. we got out and noticed the Pete was still attached to the winch truck. kewl! they didnt come apart!
the Highway Patrolman gave my Dad a ticket for "improper hook-up". 89 bux.
too funny.

I've had some pretty hairy rides overseas.

Down in Brazil I would fly into Rio then a 4 hour taxi ride north with the Brazilian Mario Andretti. Don't You Dare Pass Him. Pisses him off and he'll get even.

Then the last 2 jobs I did down in Mexico, waaaay down in Mexico, They gave me a driver/translator who was a young guy about 23 or so. My Spanish was Waaaay better than his English so we just spoke Spanish most of the time.They had him drive his own car and reimbursed him, no company cars. He needed to show me that it was fast I guess, or himself maybe. He was terrible at passing cars, and I thereby discovered a word that got through any language barriers and adequately conveyed "don't you dare pass those campesinos in the middle of a curve or I'll crap all over your seat" ,,,,it's spelled the same and pronounced the same in both languages 'EEK'. I bet I said eek a hundred times a day.

Another time, actually twice, down in Australia I was the driver and I wouldn't ride with me again for awhile after I screwed up. Least not until I cleaned the seat back up anyway:). You get driving along a couple hours, lettin your mind cruise and here directly you are back in North America driving on the right then all of a sudden somebody is headed straight at you,,,,,your instinct is to bear right,,,,his instinct is to bear left,,,,,,which has you both swerving TOWARDS each other. They know how to flip the bone down there. One time it happened to me and an Aussie dude name Jim, he was head of the project. It was Saturday and we were out for a cruise, he wanted me to see some of Australia. He was drinking and I was driving, we'd been out in the middle of nowhere all day,,,a good 6 or 8 hours we'd just been going wherever the hell he wanted to show me something. Hadn't seen another car in hours, came around a curve and poof there he was and I of course swerved right and he of course swerved left,,,,Jim was laughing his ass off 'effing Yank you're gonna kill us harharhar go the other way he thinks your trying to kill him harharhar'


And don't EVER take a motorcycle taxi ride in Bangkok. Hitch a ride on an elephant, or a tuktuk, anything but a motorcycle taxi. I bet they lose 50 of them a day, course I didn't know that until after I got on one. Ohgoodlordwhydididothis? Man, they blast down alleys dodging people and critters then they get on a friggin 10-lane road and drive in between the lanes.

EEK don't work on a motorcycle taxi in Bangkok.

Then one time I was driving through the jungle in Malaysia and damnear got T-Boned by a freaking huge WATER BUFFALO that came crashing down a hillside you could see the trees and bushes shake but couldn't see him until his large ass was doing 30mph right across the highway, right in between me and the car in front of me. I'm talking 3 foot horns guys, if I'd been tailgating like you're supposed to overseas he'd have nailed me.

Enough overseas driving stories for one day, suffice to say I don't ride w/ me overseas anymore. I stay in America now.

LMAO..Tim...LMAO...

Then there was the time the big okie got caught in a traffic circle in Rockhampton.


Rockhampton,Queensland, Australia that is.


Have you ever tried driving left side in a traffic circle? I had to go around that damthing 5 or 6 times before I was sure I had it figgered out.:D It was like one of those Pink Panther movies:D:D

Just got back from India, Drivers there sound a lot like China, No reason to obey traffic laws except for red lights. Just drive where you want, don't have to stop when entering the roadway, just get on out there! People, autocabs, bikes, motorcycles (with a family of four and the wife sitting sidesaddle!) trucks, all mixed in. When traffic is bad, just use the opposing lane or the sidewalks. Use of horn and dippers (high beam flick) is required at ALL times. Trucks actually have the words "please use horn" on the back of them.

I covered my eyes a bunch of times! No one from the US could drive there, we had drivers the whole time. AND in the midst of all that, I see a Lamborghini pull into the parking lot of the rug store as we were leaving! That car was wider than a lot of the streets, I dont know how they drove it.

Good morning!!! TIM you got any nerve endings left??? Holy Hanna!!!
Whenever I visit Toronto, mah ole Bud ALways says, "Never drive behind a Chinese man with a wide-brimmed Fedora hat on his dome, they down-to-earth dangerous and most have no use for rear-view mirrors... T.

I've had some pretty hairy rides overseas.

Down in Brazil I would fly into Rio then a 4 hour taxi ride north with the Brazilian Mario Andretti. Don't You Dare Pass Him. Pisses him off and he'll get even.

Then the last 2 jobs I did down in Mexico, waaaay down in Mexico, They gave me a driver/translator who was a young guy about 23 or so. My Spanish was Waaaay better than his English so we just spoke Spanish most of the time.They had him drive his own car and reimbursed him, no company cars. He needed to show me that it was fast I guess, or himself maybe. He was terrible at passing cars, and I thereby discovered a word that got through any language barriers and adequately conveyed "don't you dare pass those campesinos in the middle of a curve or I'll crap all over your seat" ,,,,it's spelled the same and pronounced the same in both languages 'EEK'. I bet I said eek a hundred times a day.

Another time, actually twice, down in Australia I was the driver and I wouldn't ride with me again for awhile after I screwed up. Least not until I cleaned the seat back up anyway:). You get driving along a couple hours, lettin your mind cruise and here directly you are back in North America driving on the right then all of a sudden somebody is headed straight at you,,,,,your instinct is to bear right,,,,his instinct is to bear left,,,,,,which has you both swerving TOWARDS each other. They know how to flip the bone down there. One time it happened to me and an Aussie dude name Jim, he was head of the project. It was Saturday and we were out for a cruise, he wanted me to see some of Australia. He was drinking and I was driving, we'd been out in the middle of nowhere all day,,,a good 6 or 8 hours we'd just been going wherever the hell he wanted to show me something. Hadn't seen another car in hours, came around a curve and poof there he was and I of course swerved right and he of course swerved left,,,,Jim was laughing his ass off 'effing Yank you're gonna kill us harharhar go the other way he thinks your trying to kill him harharhar'


And don't EVER take a motorcycle taxi ride in Bangkok. Hitch a ride on an elephant, or a tuktuk, anything but a motorcycle taxi. I bet they lose 50 of them a day, course I didn't know that until after I got on one. Ohgoodlordwhydididothis? Man, they blast down alleys dodging people and critters then they get on a friggin 10-lane road and drive in between the lanes.

EEK don't work on a motorcycle taxi in Bangkok.

Then one time I was driving through the jungle in Malaysia and damnear got T-Boned by a freaking huge WATER BUFFALO that came crashing down a hillside you could see the trees and bushes shake but couldn't see him until his large ass was doing 30mph right across the highway, right in between me and the car in front of me. I'm talking 3 foot horns guys, if I'd been tailgating like you're supposed to overseas he'd have nailed me.

Enough overseas driving stories for one day, suffice to say I don't ride w/ me overseas anymore. I stay in America now.

I've never really had much desire to visit foreign countries and you just convinced me I'm right.......:eek:

I did visit Jamaica in '91 and rented both a scooter and a car. Driving on the WRONG side of the road takes a LOT of concentration not to mention sitting on the right side of the car and shifting with my LEFT hand......:(

Oh, the road to Hana on Maui is "entertaining" with the locals going around you on a blind curve. There is always a blind curve as there are about 600 curves on a ~62~ mile road.

I was TDY in England and one of the guys did not have much experience driving over there, or over here in the States for that matter, but he had been chosen as our designated driver. Anyways, he had to be reminded several times to shift because he was not used to a manual. Plus he had trouble shifting with his left hand. We eventually come to his first roundabout. He starts to panic and ask(screams) what should I do! We tell him if there is an opening just to accerlerate and go straight through. Not meaning literally straight but that is how he took it. Next thing I know we are traveling up a little mound that was the center of the roundaboutwith several dozen cars all beeping their horns at us. Thank goodness we did not hit anybody coming down and out the the other side. He was removed from driving status at the next stopping point. Took longer than that for our rears to unpucker. The tire marks on that hill were there when I left. A constant source of amusement for us, and a reminder of shame for him.