Dumb/Stupid Things You've Done...and Survived

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Probably almost T-boning the sheriff going 70 in the 70 RT/SE Challenger I bought 20 mins earlier... he was surprisingly understanding...
 
Probably almost T-boning the sheriff going 70 in the 70 RT/SE Challenger I bought 20 mins earlier... he was surprisingly understanding...
Those old country sheriffs can be your best friend at times.
 
Those old country sheriffs can be your best friend at times.

You aint kidding... He didn't even raise his voice.

I had just bought the car and was on a county road going through the gears etc, checking things out, and when I looked up, there was the main road about 100 ft away, and I had the red light.... No way I was stopping so I decided the best chance i had was to floor it and spend as little time crossing as possible. Right or wrong, i made it to the other side, came to a skidding halt, shaking and just sat there in neutral and idling...

Couple of minutes later, a white car rolls up beside me and the older guy inside was signaling me to roll down my window. In a daze, I rolled down the window and heard him, sort of, ask me if I was alright. After assuring him I was, he showed me his badge and asked to turn the car off and get out.

Long story short, we had a very good talk about almost taking him away from his family and how he understood how us kids get excited and need to take it easy.

He shook my hand, and let me go on the stipulation I didn't exceed 45 mph the whole way home... about 80 miles... I did not...
 
You aint kidding... He didn't even raise his voice.

I had just bought the car and was on a county road going through the gears etc, checking things out, and when I looked up, there was the main road about 100 ft away, and I had the red light.... No way I was stopping so I decided the best chance i had was to floor it and spend as little time crossing as possible. Right or wrong, i made it to the other side, came to a skidding halt, shaking and just sat there in neutral and idling...

Couple of minutes later, a white car rolls up beside me and the older guy inside was signaling me to roll down my window. In a daze, I rolled down the window and heard him, sort of, ask me if I was alright. After assuring him I was, he showed me his badge and asked to turn the car off and get out.

Long story short, we had a very good talk about almost taking him away from his family and how he understood how us kids get excited and need to take it easy.

He shook my hand, and let me go on the stipulation I didn't exceed 45 mph the whole way home... about 80 miles... I did not...
I little respect and understanding has way more effect than handing out a ticket. Out of the city anyway.
 
Car full of kids all about 16. We decided the driver and shotgun passenger should change places ...over the top of the car at 60 MPH with the center seat passenger steering the car. Didn't think about wind velocity but we made it. Never did it again.
 
Me and a buddy decided that we could “rappel” down a 100’ sheer granite face in an old abandoned granite quarry near our neighborhood using an old bad half rotted 100’ garden hose we found in the neighbors trash when I was about 12 years old.

We tied it off to a small maple tree at the summit and proceeded to climb down. At about 50’ down, we found a ledge overhang that we hung out it for an hour or so before going the rest of the way down. Once on the floor of the quarry, we explored for a while and chased frogs in the abandoned ponds.

When it started becoming dark, we decided to climb back up the garden hose to the top. About 10’ off the ground, the hose shredded and snapped dropping us on our ***.

It took 2 hours to hike the long way around out of the quarry and we caught hell for being late for dinner and being out after dark. We never told our parents what we had been doing becuse we realized that had the garden hose failed earlier, we might very well have fell to our deaths.

It really wasn’t that we were scared of almost being killed, but that we we more worried that they wouldn’t let us out on our own again if they knew what had happened.

There were probably another dozen near misses of similar magnitude we encountered in those years...before we wised up and stopped being dumbass kids.

In my mind it was pure luck that our stupidity didn’t cost one or more of us our lives. Learning the hard way isn’t a good way to approach life.
 
I was around 21 or so, had a 66 Ford Galaxie 500 2 door hardtop with a very well built 351 Cleveland under the hood. It was a pretty fast car, didn't lose many races in it. One Saturday night I was out doing some street racing, as usual, and having a bit of fun, pushed the speed well into triple digits a couple times, no problems. The next evening I was just out for a nice leisurely cruise, took a sweeping left curve in a residential area at around 20 mph when the left lower control arm hit the ground without warning. The ball joint socket in the control arm had split open, and the spindle was hanging loose. I started wearing a seat belt from that night on.
 
most likely when I did a burnout in front of my mom on her way to work in my truck.
(full throttle + patch of dirt + cold tires and pavement = tons of smoke and fun)

I wouldn't have died but when she looked at me I thought I would.
 
Car full of kids all about 16. We decided the driver and shotgun passenger should change places ...over the top of the car at 60 MPH with the center seat passenger steering the car. Didn't think about wind velocity but we made it. Never did it again.

Chinese Fire Drill!!!
 
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