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Couldn’t restrain himself with the new car purchase!

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This guy only made it 1 hour with his new car purchase before getting his car impounded and him getting taken to the gray-bar hotel!
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I’ve had the opposite experience since buying a new Scat Pack a year and a half ago. In 7000 miles of driving so far I’ve only hit 100 mph max and have to let off in 2nd or just shifted to 3rd when doing hard pulls before things get too risky living in a populated area.
I really want to see what she’ll do, but with so much to lose and insurance costs high even with a great driving record I just can’t! Other than women I can’t recall anything as frustrating!
 
I can think of something just as frustrating. Back in the late 80's after I had the 383 Magnum engine freshly rebuilt in Grendel, and driving around while still in the engine break-in period, it seemed like every single IROC, Firechicken and ricer in the city crawled out of the woodwork wanting to race. :BangHead:
 
Back in the 90s I knew a guy who got a used 85 Mustang GT and a couple of days later he went to show a friend in the Watts area. On a stretch of surface street he did around 80, and on a side street there were like 4 cop cars filled with trainers and cadets who instantly pulled him over and had him and his friend face down in a parking lot etc. He almost got arrested and the car impounded but apparently talked his way out of it. I call him an idiot whenever it comes up.



BTW did I ever share this old pic of a Mustang I had in the 90s?
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Back in the 90s I knew a guy who got a used 85 Mustang GT and a couple of days later he went to show a friend in the Watts area. On a stretch of surface street he did around 80, and on a side street there were like 4 cop cars filled with trainers and cadets who instantly pulled him over and had him and his friend face down in a parking lot etc. He almost got arrested and the car impounded but apparently talked his way out of it. I call him an idiot whenever it comes up.



BTW did I ever share this old pic of a Mustang I had in the 90s?
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Your really the guy that talked his way out of trouble .:rofl::thumbsup:
 
Your really the guy that talked his way out of trouble .:rofl::thumbsup:
I have no idea how you came to that conclusion :steering:

So yeah, it was me. Other fun details are it was a black area and I went to show my friend who was an older black gentleman, but I'm so white it would hurt your eyes to look at me on a sunny day. The cops asked if I was down there for a drug thing, searched the car and said the two of us are an odd pairing, was I speeding because I realized where I was and wanted to get out of town? While being questioned one of the cops who seemed to want to compensate for his lack of height made a point of asking the main officer if he can tow my car, probably wanting a reaction, so I didn't sell it.
I explained that he is my friend, who I know from the race track, I just got the Stang and got carried away since 3 days ago I was driving a 1981 Accord. He let us go and told me do that in my part of town, not his.
About 10 mins later while talking to my friend in front of his house one of the cops comes back, lights up and siren. We jump and then he gets on the PA "Hey, hey! Wanna race?!?!?" and they drive off laughing.
 
This guy only made it 1 hour with his new car purchase before getting his car impounded and him getting taken to the gray-bar hotel!
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I’ve had the opposite experience since buying a new Scat Pack a year and a half ago. In 7000 miles of driving so far I’ve only hit 100 mph max and have to let off in 2nd or just shifted to 3rd when doing hard pulls before things get too risky living in a populated area.
I really want to see what she’ll do, but with so much to lose and insurance costs high even with a great driving record I just can’t! Other than women I can’t recall anything as frustrating!
Does Montana still have no speed limit in the daytime? Could be a place to go and legally try.
 
I can think of something just as frustrating. Back in the late 80's after I had the 383 Magnum engine freshly rebuilt in Grendel, and driving around while still in the engine break-in period, it seemed like every single IROC, Firechicken and ricer in the city crawled out of the woodwork wanting to race. :BangHead:
Yep, been there done that, sorta.
My 69 A12 runner didn't have the 440 6bbl decal on the hood, and on black steelies with hubcaps, the squirrels paid no attention
I put on a set of centerlines, and the squirrels were falling out of the trees.
I did teach one guy in a 70s Z28 what a Sixpack could do
 
There are parts of I-40 where the road is straight as a string for miles and miles. At three a.m., could probably let the bear out safely (the usual time that I travel that section).
But the reward, finding out what my car will really do, is not worth the risk. I'd rather play on the dragstrip.
 
I have no idea how you came to that conclusion :steering:

So yeah, it was me. Other fun details are it was a black area and I went to show my friend who was an older black gentleman, but I'm so white it would hurt your eyes to look at me on a sunny day. The cops asked if I was down there for a drug thing, searched the car and said the two of us are an odd pairing, was I speeding because I realized where I was and wanted to get out of town? While being questioned one of the cops who seemed to want to compensate for his lack of height made a point of asking the main officer if he can tow my car, probably wanting a reaction, so I didn't sell it.
I explained that he is my friend, who I know from the race track, I just got the Stang and got carried away since 3 days ago I was driving a 1981 Accord. He let us go and told me do that in my part of town, not his.
About 10 mins later while talking to my friend in front of his house one of the cops comes back, lights up and siren. We jump and then he gets on the PA "Hey, hey! Wanna race?!?!?" and they drive off laughing.
I belong to a Sherlock Holmes club, no fooling. Really very detail of the event, and lucky guess. Talked police out of way to many times. Town police knew me well.
 
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