Post by Draven on Aug 28, 2005 2:04:28 GMT -5
Here's an old story:
enclosed is further evidence that I'm an idiot... (or at least have Charlie Brown karma)
It all started when my car wouldn't turn over in the morning. Thinking that moisture had collected on the distributor cap or perhaps in the spark plugs, I borrowed my grandmother's car, spent the day at work, and when I got home I tried it again, (now it might be dried out.) It still wouldn't turn over. So, I checked the gas gauge. It was kinda low, so I surmised ... well maybe if I put more gas into it and get it to level ground I will get it to start (the mechanic I called agreed). i mean, there is a slight incline where I parked so it could ‘in theory’ make a difference.
So here I am (after 20 minutes of trying to convince my grandfather that what I'm doing is a good idea) with an 87 year old man - who can barely walk - pushing the car backward. He "accidentally" hits the brake right at the incline/lip of the driveway and I slip in the mud and cannot push it further. He comes up with the brilliant plan that the two of us can push together (hold back the laughter it gets better) if my grandmother steers, so he goes inside to get her. Meanwhile he had put the car in neutral, and not reverse so. I'm standing there, cleaning mud off my sneakers when I hear the all too familiar sound of twigs and gravel under rubber tires.
The car is rolling… straight for me. So I try to stop it first with my back - sneakers sliding in the mud etc; then with my shoulder - Muhahahaha! It's going faster and turning toward my dad's truck! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (my life if flashing before my eyes) I jump out from in front and grab hold of the frame/driver's side window and push with all my might, but as this only seems to turn the car more, I panic! I'm about to dive into the window and rip up the emergency brake when it now turns directly toward the house. No, no, no, no, no!!
We have now lost cabin pressure
Color drains from my face as it crashes unceremoniously into the (almost invisible) sapling at the edge of the garden. - That little tree single-handedly saved the day!
And do you know what my grandfather said?
"Well you wanted it tilted the other way... try it out now!"
It turned over like a champ.
Note: with a 1/4 tank of gas, NEVER park on a hill and always, ALWAYS take it out of neutral if you walk away from it.
enclosed is further evidence that I'm an idiot... (or at least have Charlie Brown karma)
It all started when my car wouldn't turn over in the morning. Thinking that moisture had collected on the distributor cap or perhaps in the spark plugs, I borrowed my grandmother's car, spent the day at work, and when I got home I tried it again, (now it might be dried out.) It still wouldn't turn over. So, I checked the gas gauge. It was kinda low, so I surmised ... well maybe if I put more gas into it and get it to level ground I will get it to start (the mechanic I called agreed). i mean, there is a slight incline where I parked so it could ‘in theory’ make a difference.
So here I am (after 20 minutes of trying to convince my grandfather that what I'm doing is a good idea) with an 87 year old man - who can barely walk - pushing the car backward. He "accidentally" hits the brake right at the incline/lip of the driveway and I slip in the mud and cannot push it further. He comes up with the brilliant plan that the two of us can push together (hold back the laughter it gets better) if my grandmother steers, so he goes inside to get her. Meanwhile he had put the car in neutral, and not reverse so. I'm standing there, cleaning mud off my sneakers when I hear the all too familiar sound of twigs and gravel under rubber tires.
The car is rolling… straight for me. So I try to stop it first with my back - sneakers sliding in the mud etc; then with my shoulder - Muhahahaha! It's going faster and turning toward my dad's truck! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (my life if flashing before my eyes) I jump out from in front and grab hold of the frame/driver's side window and push with all my might, but as this only seems to turn the car more, I panic! I'm about to dive into the window and rip up the emergency brake when it now turns directly toward the house. No, no, no, no, no!!
We have now lost cabin pressure
Color drains from my face as it crashes unceremoniously into the (almost invisible) sapling at the edge of the garden. - That little tree single-handedly saved the day!
And do you know what my grandfather said?
"Well you wanted it tilted the other way... try it out now!"
It turned over like a champ.
Note: with a 1/4 tank of gas, NEVER park on a hill and always, ALWAYS take it out of neutral if you walk away from it.
