Haha...
I had some friends, (25 years ago) who's Friday night ritual was to stash a
bottle of Bushmill in the bushes near their house, have a couple swigs, and
then see who could do a better job driving around the block standing up.
Jack had a Renault Gordini with a slide back canvas roof. He was the better
of the two at the driving standing uppart. His friend JoEllen was much
better at the drinking Bushmill part.
(Back when drinking and driving was an artform, apparently)
-----Original Message-----
From owner-spridgets at autox.team.net
[mailto:owner-spridgets@autox.team.net]On Behalf Of William M. Gilroy
Sent: Friday, April 09, 2004 5:23 PM
To: Keith Turk
Cc: Chris King; spridgets@autox.team.net
Subject: Re: First drive!
On Thursday 08 April 2004 07:52 am, Keith Turk wrote:
>
> I honestly hate to admit that I've taken that drive under less then safe
> conditions... you know... the no seat belt... Hell NO Seat... to funny...
I
> can remember as a kid driving my Hundred on a milk Crate...
When I was a kid I used a milk crate as a seat in a VW Bug that I had just
put
in a new floor, so there was no interior in the car. Anyway it worked
great.
I left the house and made several rights without a problem. Then I made a
left. At that point the milk crate tipped over and I was laying on the
passenager side floor (remember no seats) . I still have one hand on the
wheel but I am looking at the into the passager footwheel rolling down the
at
about 20 MPH. With panic setting in I fling the milk crate into the back of
the car and get on my knees. Now I have both hands on the wheel, kneeling
looking out the window. I needed to put on the brakes and I realized that
if
you are on your knees there is no way in hell you can push in the brake
pedal. I popped the car out of gear an then tried to press the brake pedal
with my hand. Another futile attempt to avoid disaster. There is not
person
in the world who has an arm that long. In the end I steered around the the
car in front of me and coasted to a stop. After about 30 seconds I stood
the
milk crate back up and drove off, never to forget that any left turn
required
a hand on the floor.
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