Had a justified pursuit in my 01 crown Vic Monday week before last. 20 miles, little over 9 minutes of video, that made for an average speed a little over 120 mph. Car will only do 132 mph due to light drag. 1 am in the morning, very dark. We scored him at about a 4 on technique and a 9 on flips!

 

That's just Kobi's style. Come on you didnt laugh when he said "get a map....I'll wait". I actually laughed out loud when I read that.

This place is great for building thick skin and a sense of humor....

You should've seen the flogging (and rightly so) I took when I posted a

"Does this sentance [sic] make sense" posting a few months back.

 

Back in high school, buddy had a '84 F250 4x4 Diesel with a flat bed. Loved that truck. Anyway, it was a beast in the mud with CO-OP Grip Spurs for tires. More often than not there would be too many people to sit in the cab at once. As a result there would be two or three on the flat bed hanging on for dear life to the horseshoes welded to the headache rack. The driver would get to going and hit the "puddle." Water and mud everywhere, but it never really got to the people in the back. Sure was a blast though.

Oh, and countless times I slid my 88 F150 XLT Lariat sideways around a corner. Actually did a perfect 180 in it on pavement.

 

got out of my car, forgot to put it in park, it rolled away, down a cliff, hit a tree where it stopped where it would have washed away in the river below that tree

 

No way ....you've got better than that come one....quit holding out on us

 

When I first started driving, I was backing my truck into my parents garage while talking on the phone. I just hopped in and backed up while leaving the door open. The door caught the side of the garage and creased the entire door. It would not close but could open at over 90 degrees. I had to bungee the door to keep it closed and get a new door shell. Over a $1000 later, I have learned my lesson about backing up while on the phone with the door open.

 

Almost every time I go four-wheeling I come perilously close to rolling the truck down a 100-ft or more cliff. I don’t' know how it happens but 4/5 wheeling trips end up in this situation at one point or another. At least once a year it's so bad that I'm certainly doomed (1/2 over the edge of a 500+ ft treeless mountainside) but every time we manage to save the day by a miracle.

 

I spent the day at hooters in Illinois with a friend then hit 180 in my 01 viper on the way back to his house. Granted it was on an isolated country road - it probably wasnt my best move.

I also did (in highschool) 150mph in my dads 93 RX7 trying to jump it on this hilly road. I got air, but the car is so light the back end came up. Pretty nerve wracking.

Good stories.

 

Hmmm.

I've never done anything "stupid" or "crazy" in a vechicle.

Yep, I am a boring person.

 

When I was 16, I had a '67 Mustang , I cut a large hole just above the glove box so I could install an Audiovox Amp/Equalizer

 

Oh , and also drove same vehicle about 15' off drop-off into drainage pit to experience an "off-road" effect...(Also at age 16):o
Causing Major leaf spring damage

 

Racing IROCs with my 86 GT.

Fun when you are 19 but now seems stupid.

 

When in junior high school (about 1957 & 1958), my best buddy and I built our hod rods. His was a 1951 Ford that had been sitting on blocks with a blown engine but body was straight and paint was actually good after we waxed it. We put in a 292 ci 56 Thunderbird engine and built our own linkage for the first floor shifter in town. The car was dark blue with 56 olds hub caps, silver and blue interior when we got through. It was sweet. The crazy thing we did was to take it out on country roads and take turns riding on the hood at 100 MPH. We would sit on the nose of the hood, lay back, hook our heels on the bumper and grab hold of the bottom of the wipers with our fingers. It was a blast. Now, I find it hard to believe we did such stupid stuff. This is just one example. When you are 14, you are gonna live forever. Robert Earl Keene sings it, "the road goes on forever and the party never ends!)

 

Baja

 

I have a buddy that coined the term "Rock Baja"... It's used while rockcrawling with all of our friends on a regular basis now.

It simply means that when you're up on an obstacle and your tires start slipping, pop the clutch and nail the gas!!! It does one of several things... Your tires spin then grab, getting you up the obstacle, you break something, or like in my buddy's case... You ROCK BAJA!!!