This is in relation to my tranny issues. Last night after a good day of riding I call the guy thats going to rebuild my tranny and ask if i can drop it off at his house now. He said sure so i called my buddy Bummy to run it out for me. He helped yank it out on sat. He just bought a 73 F-100 about 3 months ago for his daily driver. He is a Chevy guy but couldn't pass up the deal. Its a little beat but has a strong Jasper 351M with 20 K on it and a C-6 that he just had rebuilt buy the same guy thats doing mine last month. He is Ford Illeterate so me and my dad have been helping him with some work on it. So he cames over and we manhandle the E4od into the back, over the tailgate, because it dosent open. We head off down the road and about halfway to the guys house we start talking about the truck. How everytime he hears a new noise, something falls off. Two weeks ago the driverside shock mount on top broke and is just hanging off the e brake cable. Last weekend the pass side shock mount on both the frame and axle broke and i fell off in the driveway. The last night with the tranny in the back we were talking about all the stuff thats fallen off and he hit a pothole. It makes a loud clunk then this rubbin noise starts. We stop and crawl under the truck. He starts laughing like crazy and points at the driverside leaf spring. The middle two leafs are snaped on the front side of the spring perch , one is gone and the other is rubbing the tire. We couldn't pull it out so we search the bed for some thing to wack it out with. We find a bumper jack the base plate and lug wrench. None of the three items fit each othe. So i set the end of the jack on the pavement. smack it a few times to make it work and lift it till i can't get the nub to move any more. So we search the back for something to keep jacking with, and Bummy finds the shock that fell off last week. we use the stud end to run the jack up. I yank the leaf and chuck it in the bed with the rest of the junk. And we drop off the tranny. Now with the rear susspention missing this many parts and no weight in the back it was like riding a bucking bronco down the road. Just another day in Paradise.

So what are some stories of you loosing parts off your ride.

 

When I was in high school my mom had a used, mid '70s Buick Century with a 350 motor in it. It wasn't really that heavy a car so it used to JUMP. I mean really get going off the line. Seemed like it would burn out forever.

Well one day I was leaving a buddy's house with the Buick, backing out of his driveway onto the main road. I decided to show off a little so I threw it in L1 and stomped on the throttle hard.

Well, I was just starting one of my patented smoke shows (tires, not tranny ) when all of a sudden I hear a deafening CLANG!! The engine then started racing and I noticed that the car wasn't moving any more.

Come to find out, I had snapped the driveshaft (rear wheel drive) clean off the car! The thing was still rolling down the road making all sorts of racket when I got out of the car. I had to run out into the middle of traffic to grab it. And my buddies were cheering (laughing?) the whole time.

One of my first (and best) lessons on the meaning of the word "Torque"

 

My dad used to have a '89 S-10. Right before he sold it, he was coming home on the interstate one day when the muffler falls out in the middle of the road, talk about funny. He even got it inspected and it passed after that. That truck was a pure rust bucket even living down here in the south.

 

I was cruising down the highway in our tandem dump truck ('81 FLC 120, 8V92T Detroit) on the way out to the beach with a load of rock for a buddy. I had my dog with me and in the process of her jumping around, she flipped the PTO switch.

That was SHOCKER. It sounded like the tranny fell out or something. The truck shook and there was a horrible grinding noise. I slammed on the brakes and pulled over.

It basically just threw off the shaft from the PTO to the pump, it caught the ground, twisted into a pretzel, ripped off, and was just laying on the side of the road a few hundred yards back. Fortunately the bolt through the shaft sheared off before it could destroy the pump or the PTO, and it didn't do any real damage on its way under the axles.

Didn't stop me from taking my dog with me though, I just put the switch in a little less convenient but far safer spot.

Waxy

 

at the first truck shop i worked at we had a Chebby for the parts runner. it was a hunk of junk, but once you got the engine started you couldnt kill it. the box was barely hanging on, and you could fit a football through the floorboards.

and there was also the JUMP in the parking lot.

so i can the throttle and nail it with the truck, and suprising to me the cab stayed attached to the frame. then i heard it
EEERRRRRRRRRAAWWWW!!!!

the engine was SCREAMING i thought i blew out the tranny...

here it was just the muffler falling off. so i didnt tell no one, and wired the muffler back up, it lasted a week before it fell off on the highway. 4 weeks later i chopped and parted out the truck. one less Chebby on the road.

 

My dad's 93' Chebby silverado. We were goin down the highway and we keep hearing the motor getting louder and louder. Then in a split second the motor become ungodly loud and mean sounding, and we start hearing a grinding noise (muffler) that lasted about 5 seconds and then the muffler lets go all together. Funniest thing I ever saw was that large chevy muffler skiddin across the highway with cars swerving to get out of its way. The truck ran real loud before he got the exhuast system replaced. It was an awesome sound, and you could always tell when he got home from work.

 

Back when I was in high school, one of the guys that took turns driving us in had an old rusty VW Rabbit. There was a really sharp turn just before the school. The first time we took that turn, the battery flew out of the car (I think through the wheelwell). After that, it was common to have to pick up parts from the Rabbit after we made the turn. His muffler lay on the side of the road for the entire school year. The car didn't last that long.

 

Three friends and I were on a road trip to see Charlie Daniels, Marshall Tucker and the Allman Brothers in concert. I think it was 1982 or '83. We were riding in my old "64 Galaxie. About half way there (100 miles from home) heard this awful scraping grating metal noise and saw sparks in the rearview mirror, then the engine sputtered and died. We were going about 65 or 70 mph I guess. It all happened real fast, probably less than 10 seconds. Next thing I saw in the rear view was cars swerving out of the way of my flaming gas tank dumping burning fuel all over the road. Needless to say, we missed the concert. The tank straps had rusted out and let go. We tied the tank on with a set of jumper cables and some wire, rigged up a fuel line with some hose and clamps and limped it home about 10 hours later. Only put about a gallon in the tank at a time, was afraid the weight would cause us to lose the tank again. My friends still talk about that night!

Richard

 

i was drivin our old 94 one ton flat bed at work one day. went around this corner and the spare tire slide off, went bouncin across a gocery store parkin lot and caved in the bedside of another one ton srw ford sittin there. the crazy thing was that the guy didnt care!!! lucky me

i also heard about a guy that had a big boat on one of those rolco trailers(has a bunch of lil wheels intead of bunkers), he was stopped at a stop light, didnt have the boat tied down in any way, took off really hard and the boat rolled right off of the trailer!