Very curious to know what silly things people have done over the years, be it by accident on purpose or just plain stupidity.

For example:

 

Like last week while on the way to the tracking garage i tryed to show off doing a U turn but ended up hitting a kurb and bending a wishbone , i just fitted new inner hicas bushes which also bent. was literally right out side the garage so ended up just limping home. Wont be doing that again too soon. :mac1: :mac1:

 

So what you guys done? and come on i know you lot are far from angels :rofl: :rofl:

 

this should be interesting.

I once put my wipers on thinking they were the indicators........crazy

I once put my wipers on thinking they were the indicators........crazy

 

Wow that is crazy, but not as crazy as turning the heating on instead of the a/c.... haha i couldnt believe i did it, i was ringing everyone and telling them what i did..... my dad was not impressed.

Had had my licence about 7 weeks, was racing my mate down a dual carriageway when all of a sudden blue flashing lights behind. Panacked a bit, pulled over and drove straight into the back of a parked car.

 

The police zoomed off and caught my mate then came back to do me. While all this was going on someone else drove into the back of another car onthe opposite carriageway while rubberknecking. Cheky buggers stopped about hundred yards down the road, had a look at the damage and then drove off. At least they got away with it.

 

Darrell

Donninton Park - Honda Fireblade - Around the melbourne loop head up to the last corner before the start finish straight. Telemetry from the day when something like this....

 

Melbourne loop - 30 Mph

Hard acceleration 3rd, 4th, short shift to 5th, then back to 4th, 120 Mph,

hit brakes, blip throttle, down 1 gear...blipped to much didn't I...It was either T-bone to poor fella in front of me or hit the breaks.... 100 Mph on telemetry then nothing, as I lowsides bounced down the track whilst the bike crashed nose first into a concrete bollared....

 

I was ok and the first words out of my mouth to the stewards was "That wasn't in the brouchure was it!". Luckily the bike belonged to Mr. Ron Haslam.

I once put my wipers on thinking they were the indicators........crazy

 

i always do that (not with the zed) company cars :confused:

 

Never know how to switch the back one off either half the time... its like touch sensative and i just bash it and it keeps going..... and going... and the rain has stopped.... and its still going.... :confused: Fooking hate the bugger

Second day of owning my Blue zed 8 years back. Opened fridge to see no milk. "I'm off to get some milk," Any excuse to drive my new baby. so instead of going into the village 2.25 miles away. I decided to go to Elesmere Via whitchurch, as you do. A journey of about 20 miles. Anyway its a cold morning with odd damp patches and as i get onto the A525 heading for the A41 I quickly come across a Ford Probe and think, "as we come out of next bend I'll nail it and go past him like a bat out of hell and show him what a proper sports car is all about.

 

Well as I exited the apex of the next bend and a straight stretch of road open out I floored it. The turbo's sprung to life and fired me off. The rear end raced to overtake me and in shear panic my right leg locked the peddle to the floor. I pirouetted pass the stunded family in the prob. Completing 3 full revolutions with rear wheels screaming and tyre smoke billowing everywhere and by an act of God the car collected itself pointing in the right direction and accelorating away from the scene at speed. I manage to drive about a mile before my legs turned to jelly and i had to pull over and have a fag till I stopped shaking.

 

I learned to respect the power and realised this had a bit more go than my old XR4

Second day of owning my Blue zed 8 years back. Opened fridge to see no milk. "I'm off to get some milk," Any excuse to drive my new baby. so instead of going into the village 2.25 miles away. I decided to go to Elesmere Via whitchurch, as you do. A journey of about 20 miles. Anyway its a cold morning with odd damp patches and as i get onto the A525 heading for the A41 I quickly come across a Ford Probe and think, "as we come out of next bend I'll nail it and go past him like a bat out of hell and show him what a proper sports car is all about.

 

Well as I exited the apex of the next bend and a straight stretch of road open out I floored it. The turbo's sprung to life and fired me off. The rear end raced to overtake me and in shear panic my right leg locked the peddle to the floor. I pirouetted pass the stunded family in the prob. Completing 3 full revolutions with rear wheels screaming and tyre smoke billowing everywhere and by an act of God the car collected itself pointing in the right direction and accelorating away from the scene at speed. I manage to drive about a mile before my legs turned to jelly and i had to pull over and have a fag till I stopped shaking.

 

I learned to respect the power and realised this had a bit more go than my old XR4

 

Creame cakes... as they say.. naughty but nice.

 

I bet the probe driver was thinking, "you flash ******* !!!!"

 

Kid in the back "dad, can you do that ?"

Yeah and his arse was doing this O o O o O o O o O at about 7,000rpm

Yeah and his arse was doing this O o O o O o O o O at about 7,000rpm

 

I think it was more like O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O o O o O o O o O o O

 

and ten fags before i had strength enough to hold the wheel.

I know how its feels, when i had the first of my 205 GTi's i was driving through aldershot on the way home from a mates in the early hours of the morning. Was traveling at a sensible speed, came up to a roundabout, all was well, and as i exited the r'bout onto the dual carrigeway the back end went out REALLY quickly with no warning, did a complete 360 spin and kept going in the direction i was heading.

 

all i could say was something along the lines of "WTF happened then????" i was completely confused for about half an hour. Must have hit deisel or something.

 

Was an interesting experience to say the least. I span the zed a few times messing about on roundabouts, and it wasnt a shock cos i was kinda expecting it, but when it happens when youve done nothing to provoke loosing stability in a car, it doesnt half mess your head up!

Not long after I passed my test:

 

-Escort MkII 1.1. 70 degree right hand bend. Rain. Very wet road. Nothing coming. I decided to pull into the right hand lane and floored it while going round. Back end went to the left and I consider myself very lucky to have caught it, waggling the back end as I straightened out.

 

-Same car. New bypass being built. 3ft high "ramp" of earth on the dirt track road. Hit it at 70mph, launched, then grounded out when I landed. The car didn't survive long after that.

 

Most amusing:

Going down a Cornish back road past a farm in a 1.3 Talbot Horizon. A chicken was walking down the side of the road, so I slowed right down. After a while I'd almost caught up with it and decided the chicken was safe, so I floored it - at which point it ran out in front of me. The number plate cut it's head off cleanly, big shower of feathers and I saw it running around in the rear view mirror. I didn't stop.

Proposed. Divorced now tho'. It only lasted 30 years, you only get 15 for murder.

About a month after getting my Z, i was out on a wet day and i gave it a little too much right foot on a roundabout on to a duel carrage way. I span 180 across both lanes, clipped the barrier, span another 180 back across both lanes and ended up in the hard shoulder, which was only about 3 car lengths long. An ambulance then pulled up to check i was ok " Going a little too fast were we ? "

2 points here.

 

1. When i passed my test in 1988, the time was 3pm, so happy that i had passed, as soon as i got home, my dad had already spoken to insurance company and i was fully insured after putting the phone down.

3.30pm Dad throws me the keys to an orange 1.1 talbot sunbeam. Off i go on my own to collect ins docs.

3.35pm as im now king of the road, spot two young ladies walking along, so down goes the window, out goes the arm, up goes the music. Looking cool i plough straight into the arse of a brand new opel manta, at 30mph. the guy was on his way home from literally collecting it from the dealers. Only had 7 miles on the clock.

after 4pm, having left my pride and joy down the road, and the guy waiting for recovery, i walk into get 2 forms form the insurance company. The policy and an accident claim form. lol

 

2. After having a day watching the British rallycross at Brands Hatch (rs200's and 6r4's) driving home in my ex rally car Lotus Sunbeam,( luckily with full roll cage) i decide to show my mate that i can drive like i could have won the grand prix.

Going down a country lane in the dark, way to quick, arse goes out a bit far, do i slow down, do i hell, foot to the floor and lets really make it slide. Then everything went into slow motion, n/s rear wheel hits big tree stump, next thing we are rolling into a field, all the windows go in, glass, mud, and old macdonalds bags and bits, me and my mate tom, felt like we are on a full wash cycle in a Zanussi.

Rolled 4/5 times i think.

But i am so pleased, that the car was used for rallying and that we both had sabelt 6 point harnesses on. A few cuts and bruises, but another car dead lol

I think the worst one i had was when i was 19. Had a fiat punto GT turbo and was following my mate, who was in a Nova 1.3 SR, back from BlackBush market going to his place. We were going down a twistie road that we both know really well and he was travelling at about 20 mph for some reason, and i was really impatient.

 

I waited for a gap and went for it knowing my car was much faster, he saw me pull the overtake and gunned it. I managed to get past him no probs, but i was going way to fast into the next corner. I lost the back end onto the grass and managed to hold the skid, that was until the rear nearside tyre hit a paving slab protecting a drain cover, send me into a skid heading into oncoming traffic completely sideways. Then one of the front tyres was ripped off the rim which didnt help matters, infact the bare wheel gripped and tried to toss the car. It was pure luck that it didnt.

 

The car continued to skid sideways down the road, and the back end hit a 2 day old, £55k Merc M class and smash every panel on the drivers side. That caused me to go into a spin, and i pretty much gave up trying to save it. I ended up hitting a tree at between 40 and 45 mph (police worked it out as a part of theyre prosecution case) head on. Unfortunatly for me it is the biggest tree down the whole road! and either side of the tree is a 7 foot ditch for flood prevention that would have tossed the car.

 

The crash completely destroyed my right ankle which needed surgery and is know full of metal. The impact knocked me semi unconcious, and a fuel line ruptured setting the car on fire. Luckily an event called the Tempest Rally was on, and one of the paramedic and fire cars for the even was just round the corner, and he got my out of fairly quickly and put out the fire. I was the only person who was hurt in the accident. The damage to the merc came to £14,300.

 

I still class myself as a very lucky boy. Ill try and find some photos of the car, i know i kept them somewhere.....

2 points here.

 

1. When i passed my test in 1988, the time was 3pm, so happy that i had passed, as soon as i got home, my dad had already spoken to insurance company and i was fully insured after putting the phone down.

3.30pm Dad throws me the keys to an orange 1.1 talbot sunbeam. Off i go on my own to collect ins docs.

3.35pm as im now king of the road, spot two young ladies walking along, so down goes the window, out goes the arm, up goes the music. Looking cool i plough straight into the arse of a brand new opel manta, at 30mph. the guy was on his way home from literally collecting it from the dealers. Only had 7 miles on the clock.

after 4pm, having left my pride and joy down the road, and the guy waiting for recovery, i walk into get 2 forms form the insurance company. The policy and an accident claim form. lol

 

2. After having a day watching the British rallycross at Brands Hatch (rs200's and 6r4's) driving home in my ex rally car Lotus Sunbeam,( luckily with full roll cage) i decide to show my mate that i can drive like i could have won the grand prix.

Going down a country lane in the dark, way to quick, arse goes out a bit far, do i slow down, do i hell, foot to the floor and lets really make it slide. Then everything went into slow motion, n/s rear wheel hits big tree stump, next thing we are rolling into a field, all the windows go in, glass, mud, and old macdonalds bags and bits, me and my mate tom, felt like we are on a full wash cycle in a Zanussi.

Rolled 4/5 times i think.

But i am so pleased, that the car was used for rallying and that we both had sabelt 6 point harnesses on. A few cuts and bruises, but another car dead lol

 

 

You must have been so gutted for part 1, thats a bummer.

Thank god you had a role cage on part 2.

I think the worst one i had was when i was 19. Had a fiat punto GT turbo and was following my mate, who was in a Nova 1.3 SR, back from BlackBush market going to his place. We were going down a twistie road that we both know really well and he was travelling at about 20 mph for some reason, and i was really impatient.

 

I waited for a gap and went for it knowing my car was much faster, he saw me pull the overtake and gunned it. I managed to get past him no probs, but i was going way to fast into the next corner. I lost the back end onto the grass and managed to hold the skid, that was until the rear nearside tyre hit a paving slab protecting a drain cover, send me into a skid heading into oncoming traffic completely sideways. Then one of the front tyres was ripped off the rim which didnt help matters, infact the bare wheel gripped and tried to toss the car. It was pure luck that it didnt.

 

The car continued to skid sideways down the road, and the back end hit a 2 day old, £55k Merc M class and smash every panel on the drivers side. That caused me to go into a spin, and i pretty much gave up trying to save it. I ended up hitting a tree at between 40 and 45 mph (police worked it out as a part of theyre prosecution case) head on. Unfortunatly for me it is the biggest tree down the whole road! and either side of the tree is a 7 foot ditch for flood prevention that would have tossed the car.

 

The crash completely destroyed my right ankle which needed surgery and is know full of metal. The impact knocked me semi unconcious, and a fuel line ruptured setting the car on fire. Luckily an event called the Tempest Rally was on, and one of the paramedic and fire cars for the even was just round the corner, and he got my out of fairly quickly and put out the fire. I was the only person who was hurt in the accident. The damage to the merc came to £14,300.

 

I still class myself as a very lucky boy. Ill try and find some photos of the car, i know i kept them somewhere.....

 

Well at least your still here to tell the tail.