Yea that would be a rush!

 

Ha good story......I just hope my truck dosen't blow up on me when i'm doing that.....I have to admit it is an adrenaline rush racing and going fast....


Brad

 

When i was a kid we lived on a farm. We had 2 massive hills on the farm. One on 1 end and 1 at the other end. I have funny stories from both hills. The 1st hill was a steep one with a stream at the end. Me and my cousin were using the Flexy-Flyer and my aunt was watching us. There was a small bridge that crossed the stream and 1 flood it got moved so it stuck up a bit on the sledding side. With all the snow we really couldnt see it, so went we were flying down the hill we got to the bridge (both of us on the sled) and we hit the bridge. We broke the Flexy-Flyer in half and we launched across the stream and landed in the snow. My aunt figured that we died and came yelling and running down the hill and me and my cousin were dieing laughing. She slipped and slid down the hill. What a great day.
The 2nd story was on the other hill. 1 year one of the other farmers took the tractor and plow and plowed al the snow but left all ice under it. He made 2 mile or so tracks so we could race sleds. Me and all my friends and family would show up with the ice sleds and race, we got like 4 on 1 sled and 4 on the other then would go down the hill. I just remember wiping out and it was like bodies flying into each other and into the other racing lane and like 8 person pile up. That was such good times.

 

My neighbor buddy and i used to use the 4 wheeler or snowmobile to pull each other on sleds with the tow rope but we quit after we broke an expensive otter sled and he almost killed me on an inner tube. He was pulling me with my snowmobile at about 70 with me whipping by on the tube till we found the one dirt mound in the field. Thankfully i had the foresight to wear a helmet. Its fun being pulled by a rope till you see brakelights.

 

Its fun being pulled by a rope till you see brakelights.
That made me laugh so loud I woke the dog up.
Frank

 

Many years when I was 17 (back in the 60s) got pulled over by a cop, clocked me at 105mph, and he gave me a choice of reporting to the police station on the following Saturday@ 6:00 am or he could call my dad to come get me. When I showed up at the station he had a 36 Ford 4 door sedan done up as a cop car with a 390 FE stuffed in the engine bay. It was set up as a drag racing car. He had a pretty neat 57 Ford panel van that he used to tow it. Off we went to New England Drag way and I did most of the heavy work while he raced, but really liked the track and the guys who were racing.
At the end of the day the cop warned me not to be caught racing on the street in his town again and that "men raced at the track and boys raced on the street".
After that I would bring most of my cars up to the track to get a time slip and not worry about law enforcement "slips".
The point of this ramble is at least I learned he safe way to have the speed rush because each car had to pass a safety check before racing. It didn't prevent me from opening it up on certain roads on my way up to Maine and I did get a couple of "slips" through the years but I was safer.
Happy New Year
rikard

 

Many years ago, like early 70's, Datsun made a 240Z. Was cool looking, straight 6 with dual carbs and split exhaust, 2 seat, very light weight, geared really high, and most importantly, $3600 delivered.
Bought one and drove it like a Grandpa until it hit 3000 miles, then went for a road trip. Took my GF on a trip to Mammoth Cave. We were on Western Kentucky parkway, which is an interstate, with almost no traffic at all.
I opened it up and found when I got up around 150 or so, the front end got really lite. Every time a gust of wind hit, it felt like the front wheels were leaving the pavement. So I slowed down to 130-140 and went for a ride. Some miles down the road I noticed a car pop over a hill behind me. I remember thinking that guy is pushing hard. I slowed a little and he got closer. Hmmm the roof line doesn't look quite right. Oh No. Kentucky State trooper pulled up beside me and waved me over. I stopped and got out. He ask for driver license, then said "Sir is there some sort of an emergency?" No sir. "Why are you driving so fast?" New car and ..........not smart? "Well please get in the front seat. I'm going to have to write you a ticket."
I sit in the seat of this 383 Plymouth cruiser. It is barely running and smoking like hell. He says" I think I done blowed my cruiser". I got nothing to say at this point. But I'm thinking I Know you done blowed your cruiser.
He works on the ticket until he gets to the part about how fast I was going. This was before moving radar. He ask me how fast I was going, so I kind of frown like I'm thinking real hard and say " about 90?" He says "give or take 40 or 50?" Yes Sir.
He says " I been chasing you for over 10 miles". Excuse me sir, but I was not running from you. He says " I know that, cause I could not get close enough to let you know I was back there", as he goosed the engine on this sick cruiser. he says " Hope this damn thing lasts the day." and then he wrote down 90mph in a 70. Gave me a ticket and cautioned me to be sure and mail it in, or next time I was in Kentucky, and got stopped, I would go to jail.
Then he wanted to see the Zcar. LOL
Frank

 

When I was 18 We had a old bath tub but looked more like a horse watering trouf. we pluged the hole in the bottom with silicon and put an I bolt in the front. We would hook this think to the bumper on my jacked up ranger I had then and away we went. His father was big into dirt racing and had a track built in there yard and everytime it would raind the middle would fill up with about 3 foot of water att the deepest part. In georgia we have red clay and its like owl *****, very slippery so under the water was mushy red clay. The thing to do was everyone would try to make it through the middle and see who went the farthest. No one ever made it all the way. Then we used the back hoe to pull us out. Well one day we decided it would be cool to put the two together and pull someone through the water on the outside edges of the whole. The tub would float with 2 people in it and we would go hauling a$$ around that thingkicking water and mud all over the people in the back. Man Im suprised no one got hurt but it was a blast.

We had a hay field by my house so when they cut the field we would tie that thing to the 4 wheeler and take off. I hit an ant hill and bofore I could turn so the tub would miss it I heard "ohhh *****ttt!" I looked back just in time to see my buddy smack the hill, it launched the tub perfectly staight up in the air about 6 feet and my buddy couldnt hold on. he was slung about ten feet spread eagle screaming like a girl. He curled up a little before he hit the groundand tumbled a few feet and layed there. I thought I had killed him. I was in shock from the time he hit the ant hill and never let off the gas until I seen him fly out the tub so we were kicking it pretty good, about 45 mph or so. Anyway I pulled over to him and jumped off hollering "dude are you ok man!" I was scared as hell. He moaned and rolled on his back with a smile and tried to laugh but it knocked the wind out of him. after a min of laying there and gathered his senses he said "dude that was *****ing sweet". luckly he didnt get nothing more that a few bruises and scrapes and limped back to the house. That was the last time anyone rode in that tub.

The next year we fiqured a safer way to do it. We took a tarp and wraped a 2x4 on the end longways. tied a rope to each end and tied the other to the 4 wheeler. That was fun and a little safer. Who ever was driving was always looking for them ant hills though and we never went quit as fast.

Man if you sit back and think of some of the stuff you did when you was younger you realise how carefree you are when your young. I am thankfull to still be here. We still talk about the tub when I see my buddy Justin. Thouse where the days.

 

We did the same things, but instead of a tub, we took all of the frame and handles off of a wheel barrow, so it was just the metal tub, it worked awesome.

 

Damn, I bet that thing would fly. I wish we would have thought of that. The tub was kind of blunt on the end wich made it a bumpy ride but I bet the wheel barrow would slide alot easyer. All this talk makes me want to go try it again, Its been a while since I have done something crazy like that.

When my brother and I were 14 and 16 we used to were roller blades or use a skate board and hold on to the back of our moms car while her or someone elso would cruze around the neighborhood she lived in at the time. That was fun. You would be going about 15 mph and feel like you were going 60.

 

The wheelbarrow was awesome, since it had a low CG it was stable, and it would really fly (somewhat) safely.

 

First thing is "I ain't a kid no more" My kids are 17 and 16. I have driven like crazy. Rolled 2 vehicles with speed playing a factor in both. I have driven literally WFO in many rides. I have well over 2,000 miles at triple digits on public roads. I think I will refrain from now on... In september I was only going 45 but should have been doin' 20 on a twisty road. When I lost it in the wife's cherokee I got side ways and rolled. The roof caved in and knocked me out. My left arm went out the window and got crushed 'tween the road and door. I went on to roll MANY more times (6-8) into a recently harvested corn field. My son, 17, was unhurt for the most part, thank god, and went to the road for help. he found my cell and called a buddy to help clean up the mess as we had all our guns and my tools strewn over several hundred feet. He came to the ICU the next day and asked if I wanted hear details... Sure I say. He said that he saw the spot on the road where my arm was crushed and said it looked just like as if a squirrel was run over! Left hand was my strong side. I now have limited mobility for life and am UP to 11lbs of squeeze pressure where my weak right hand has 110lbs without trying hard!
Brent

 

Now on a lighter note... The first time I went over a hunert was in a long nose Peterbilt... me and a buddy put a "brownie box" second transmission to give more gear selection for pulling heavy loads in the mountains. It also gave the truck a 3rd OD as it was already a "15 speed double over" we were pulling a heavy azz lowboy trailer to keep the truck stable. Mind you this ain't a race truck so it had regular highway tires rated at 90mph. My buddy says "Bernie you are gonna chit!" We were no where near high gear when the windshield wipes went from "park" at the center of the windshield glasses to outboard! The speedo had been buried for 3 gears so we were above 120 with a few to go in the gear boxes... we were running out of straight 2 lane and I was glad to feel it coasting for a while.... we coasted well over a mile and nearer to 2 before the speedo needle eased off the peg! We estimated that given enough room the truck was capable of 145 or more! We missed bonneville that year but we would have known for sure had we made it! Gary wasn't afraid of anything! Too bad the crack monster got ahold of him!
Brent

 

The first time I drove over hunert was on my harley... It was back in 1990.. I had a few thousand miles on it and bought some Union 76 100 octane. I wanted to see if I could see a difference. Behind our local airport was a bunch of arrow straight skinny 2 lanes with 35mph limits. you go 2 miles take a slow 90 degree turn and roll another 2 miles... I had "twisted the wick" a couple times than had to ride behind a car until after the next turn.. We turned and I blasted by and went ***** to the wall... I was up over 100 for a few feet and the car coming at me made me feel hinky so I let up... dang if it wasn't an unmarked deputy! He took the chrome off the bottom of the bumper and did a u turn on me... He had me clocked at 96 in a 35. He did me a favor and dropped it to 70. I took it to court and told the judge it was fraud as he had reduced the ticket... It got thrown out of court! The next ticket on that bike was 76 in a 35 (same road) and was the most expensive fine in drivers school that night!
Brent

 

After that I tried to see the speed limiter in every electronic company vehicle I drove... The fastest was a ford escort that cut off at 109... Drove the wheels off it on company trips out of town.
Brent