WOW! That truck is lovely!!!

Oh yeah - those mountains are kinda nice too.

 

Thanks! I kinda consider both to be my own. In the case of the mountains, at least a weekend here and there at a time, anyway.

 

[QUOTE=MikeF150]Thanks Mike....

The girl.....I wish !!!!
The age....Well not quite, but the wrong side of the half way point anyway !!

 

Belated birthday greetings, Lenticular! I didn't get on the forum yesterday afternoon so I apologize for the late response. You say you're old, but remember old guys tell the best stories and yours keep us entertained on this board. I'm getting up there in age myself but so far I haven't learned to be a good storyteller. Maybe in a few more years...

 

Funny post! My daughter is an adjuster and some of the excuses she's heard is amazing. In most of the accidents she's handled, she says it usually boils down to two things, "I was driving carefully like I always do, paying attention to the other drivers..." and "Then suddenly this idiot comes out of nowhere..."

 

Yeah, I can see that. I was in a minor (but expensive) accident four or so years ago. Sitting at a red light, light turns green, I look both ways to ensure traffic is stopping (people keep pushing yellow further and further into the red these days) and then WHAM! I caught her out of the corner of my eye just before impact. She had her arms locked and her head braced for impact but didn't appear to try to be breaking. I swerved and avoided a direct side impact. She tore the front end of my wife's jeep up pretty good, though. The problem was that the road I was crossing was four lanes and traffic was stopping in one of the lanes in that direction. She apparently decided to blow on by in the other open lane.

Now, this chick was an illegal immigrant. Had NO LICENSE. Naturally no insurance. Had to call her sister to the accident site to translate for her. I'll never forget the first thing I did after impact: go get the phone number of a nice, old, white-haired lady who saw the whole thing (she was the one stopping in the other lane and said "I saw her out of my rear-view mirror and couldn't believe she wasn't going to stop - that light was RED!). When the cop arrived, he gave me the "yeah, yeah, yeah, it's your word against hers" business. Then I had him call that nice ol' gal. He changed his tune after that, real quick like.

Guess what happened? Her sister, who turned out to own the offending van and did have insurance herself, told her carrier that her sister STOLE the van. That she broke into her apartment and stole the keys and drove off unauthorized (even though she had been driving to work - in uniform and all - just like on any old other day). When I called the police back to report the "crime," they told me that unless the sister filed the complaint, there was nothing they could (would) do. So they both walked scot-free. My insurance had to pay. The gal probably never showed up for court and got 12 points on the license she never had or will have. I picked up the bill on the deductible and went through the trouble of having all the body work done.

My point? "I was driving carefully like I always do, paying attention to the other drivers..." and "Then suddenly this idiot comes out of nowhere..."

True story.

p.s. more pics of pretty chicks and Jeeps welcomed and encouraged in this thread!

 

Loved the story! See? It almost always turns out that way!

I do agree however that it continues to be a huge problem about people driving with no insurance, illegal immigrant or not. Most cops' reaction? Let the insurance companies deal with it. The end result? The rest of us pay more in premiums!

Glad you weren't serious hurt, adding injury to the insult you had to endure.

 

For sure. I added that detail not to demean her but rather to show just how unaffected she really is by the whole legal process that would normally tear a citizen up. She was handed a blue piece of paper and promptly disappeared right back into oblivion. She just didn't exist in the eyes of the legal world where wrongs are supposed to be righted.

But I digress. It was meant to be (strangely) humorous, because it is totally true and matches exactly your daughter's punch line.

 

I just got through exorcising a rodent from my Zuki. 2 weeks ago, I pulled it into my garage to swap in a new motor and tranny. Shut it off, unhooked the battery, drained and removed the radiator, and then pulled the cover off the air filter.......uh oh.....mouse nest. Half of my filter has been converted from filter to nest...now where could that little bugger be? I hear a rustling in the air intake tube, so I get my air nozzle and blast the intake...all sorts of nesting stuff flies out of the intake (no wonder the motor was feeling more anemic lately). All of a sudden momma rodent (with 3 babies attached to her) runs out of the tube, across the frame and under my winch....ooohhh great!! Now I've got a mouse on the loose on my truck and it's in my garage. So we push the truck out of the garage and proceed to go on a Great Mouse Hunt. I get a mirror so I can see under the winch, and yep...momma's sittin there with the babies. Out comes the air nozzle again. I blast into there to knock her loose. She doesn't budge, but I do get one of the babies out. I continue to blast air, and momma and the remaining babies take off for parts unknown on my truck. Lovely....

I spend the better part of the next hour chasing her around the truck. I manage to get all the babies, but mom is just a little too quick for me. I finally give up and set a trap in the air cleaner with cheese on the hook. An hour later, the trap is still set, but the cheese is gone. &%$*@@ Rodent!!! I re-set the trap with the cheese attached a little better, and by the next morning, momma has ceased to exist.

Thankfully all the damage appears to be just in the air intake.

 

I haven't seen my little beast since he was scurrying across the driveway and around the house. I've since started parking back in the garage and didn't bother with the trap in the back seat last night. No longer any food in the truck. No warmth. I think he's adapted to his new neighborhood and moved on. But as soon as the weather improves (was supposed to be today, now tomorrow), I'm going to be doing some detailing and I'll be on the lookout for any signs of his brown butt...

Good luck with your mouse adventures and welcome to the neighborhood.