Hi All,
I'm a newbie to the list, but one of my favorite parts of being on a list to hear stories of experience with your cars, a car or vehicle related. I can start by sharing mine.
My second car was a 1971 chevelle convertible. I paid 2,000 for it back in 1980. I drove the snot out of it. Well my story was me hanging out with a coworker. He was small of statue, but very outgoing. Anyways, my car has ps, and pdb on it. We are just doing some driving around in the hills in N. calif. The day was gorgeous, so the top was down. The car was gold metallic with black stripes and a bubble hood. (cowl hood without the flap). It had a 327 vette motor in it connected to a turbo 350 at. corvette rallys finished out the package. It was a nice and fun car.
Anyway, back to the story. We are crusing up the hills in fremont just looking at nice houses and chatting. Not buying anything, but just enjoying the ride. We were driving up a windy road to the homes and then back down. One the way down, my brakes got too hot and stopped working. I'm going down this 2 lane road and it dead ends into a busy street. So as I'm coming down, my buddy is being his usual chatter box type self. We are about 3 turns from the end and picking up speed pretty quickly. I know that the last street before the deadend has some houses on it and it's long. I lean over to my buddy and tell him to put on his seatbelts because we have no brakes. He instantly stops talking and turns bright white...
I'm running about 40 - 45 mph, maybe faster. Looking at the speedo wasn't too high on my priority list. So I have the end of the road in sight. It's a T at the end of the road. My emergency brake isn't working properly, so that's out.... So I come to the last street before the Tee and hang a HARD right. Luckily with downshifing and a little uphill in the road, I roll to a stop. It takes about 10 minutes for my heart to stop racing, but it finally comes down.
Thank goodness our cars handle. It would have really sucked to smash my car into another one or into a stationary object...
Thomas
