If you recall in a previous post I mentioned the psychological hurdles that some (at least I) have to over come when working on our own cars. The one of them was the “fear” of breaking it yourself. Remember? Well ..here ya go….
It’s the end of January and I still had my x-mas lights up….so yesterday (1/24) I decided they had to come down. I didn’t want to be the guy taking them down in June (like my neighbor).
So, I pull the Vette into the lower part of the drive and then proceeded to back the Mustang down. The Mustang takes a while to warm up so instead I just release the e-brake, pushed the clutch in and coasted down the driveway.
Had a neighborhood kid in the driveway so I was keeping an eye on him (he’s 5 yrs old) and I left the door of the Stang open.
Yeah…you guessed it….I heard a crunch and I looked over to the left and there was my Mustang door (good old American steel) stuck in my Vette’s fender!!!!!
All I can say is plastic bumpers saved the day….not so much for the fiber glass fender and belt molding on the vette.
Oh..adding insult to injury the 5 yrs old said..”That’s why you need to close the door..that’s what my Dad says!”
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The next few posts will have pics and some videos to show the fun that was had at this event. This first one shows one of my runs and where I left the course. I did get back on, but the course rule was you either stopped or limped home. This was my worst time, 44 seconds plus.
So I left off with perhaps one of the worse fears, breaking it yourself.
Having it broken by someone else is only slightly better, YOU didn’t do it, so you can be mad at someone and chances are the signification other will lighten up, especially when they find you sobbing uncontrollably, laying on the hood your classic.
I have had that experience with my Mustang. Since kids might run across this blog I won’t use the language I might normally, when relaying this next incident.
I had just gotten the engine conversion done and I was happy. Some work on my part and fair amount of money got me to where the car had the power it needed. I’ll talk more about the modification and conversion later on. I think I had the car back for a couple months and one day…a rainy day….errk………..I live in southern Arizona ….what manner of horrible luck can you have to deserve such crappy timing? I was only a mile from home and I stopped at a red light. 10 cars in front me and as I waiting with them, I glanced in my rear view mirror. There I see a small white pick-up in the distance coming my way. As I watched, I realized that he was coming pretty fast. A nano second later I was 100% sure he wasn’t going to stop. I shoved the clutch in, dropped her in to first, cranked the steering wheel to the right, hit the gas and popped the clutch. Well, the additional power I longed for, now realized…spun the rear wheels, in what normally would have been an enjoyable manner, but right that minute I was wishing for the straight 6 again…(well..maybe not exactly). I was just able to nose the Mustang’s front end way from the car in front of me when I looked up and saw…(this was all happening in extremely slow motion – right now just playing it in my head..it seems like ten minutes at least) this white pickup starting to stop and then I felt the slam from behind. The force pushed the Mustang past the car in front of me by 3/4 of a car length. If I had not gotten the few precious inches just before the tires began spinning, I would have destroyed my 3 month old bored out 302 and all the hard work that went into the engine bay, electrical, and new AC would have been for naught.
Ok I’m going to stop here for the now. More tomorrow.
One more day until Corvette Auto X day. Taking my son with me, he’ll be grabbing some vids and pics that I’ll share.
Thanks for reading and thanks for being able to read!!!!
I’ll be taking the C4 to Firebird International Raceway this Saturday. Auto X is a lot of fun. You can enjoy yourself even if with the lower horsepower cars. This one is being sponsored by my vette club Arizona Corvette Enthusiasts (ACE) you can find them at http://www.arizonacorvetteenthusiasts.net/arizonavette/forums/index.php.
I’ll post up any pics I can get and maybe a few v-clips. This will be a good test for the recently level two built trans and I haven’t done very much hard cornering with her since we redid all the bushing with polyurethane replacements.
So restoring or modifying a car will have hurdles, no way around it; face ’em and deal with ’em. I think one could list them for days and still not cover them all. But let me cover the psychological ones that I’ve encountered. (Besides the dual persona necessary to own and own up to owning a Ford and a Chevy….oh, don’t worry, you read the multiples talk to one other…right?…whatever you say….Yes, they won’t have to read that again…we promise.)
Again, I’m sure there are many, but one by one, I’ll list mine and discuss. It’ll be good for us…I mean..me!!!
Most of these stem from always longing for that special car and then finally getting one. Now, if you pick up a “project” car, then chances are you aren’t going to get where I am until at least you have it running, driven it around a while, and developed that special bond. You know the bond I’m talking about, where you’ll do anything to spend time with it. Like, take the long way to work even though you might be a couple of minutes late or the “Sure honey, I don’t mind running to the store for you for the 14th time today. ” I don’t mind missing a little of the game.” That bond.
I bought both of my cars in very good to excellent condition. The Mustang was my almost daily driver, even when it was just a 6 banger, and the Vette replaced my Celica as the daily driver..by design. So, I developed the bond pretty quickly.
This bond drives “fear”, yes, I said it…”FEAR”. Fear that something might happen to the car, a crazy fellow driver, a knucklehead in a parking lot, the old guy that leaves his shopping cart in the parking spot next to you on a windy day. All truly horrible, truly.
But there is one thing worse: breaking the beloved thing yourself. It’s like accidentally stepping on your pet’s paw or knocking your child down while playing basketball. It can actually make you feel ill…right? Are you all following me? CAN YOU DIG IT? (from the movie Warriors).
Remember, I’m the Average Guy. I have a basic skill set; you won’t find me (Yet) pulling the tearing down an entire working engine. At least not alone and even then with much trepidation. I can’t image being deprived of driving my dream due to circumstances within my control; that’s just NUTS!!!!!
If you are on a limited budget, this multiplies the fear 120 fold…AT LEAST. You break it….you have to wait to get it fixed. Then your significant other is going to AT LEAST mention how much it might cost (over and over and over). “The commentary in this blog relates to a fictitious individual; any similarities or assumed similarities that might point to an actual person are merely coincidental and not intended to be projected onto my very understanding spouse.” (Love you..Honey!!!) (pst..how was that…pretty good, huh?..Yeah, that should cover my butt…JUST fine. Of course we have a very nice couch!!!)
