Most embarassing 928 Breakdown story.
02-28-2004 | 04:21 PM
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I was on my first PCA outing with the group, a drive to Alpine AZ in the White Mountains. We were outside of Showlow, the last "large" city, and were moving at a good pace passing most cars on the road. I bumped the shifter down to 2nd to pass and pushed the shifter past D and into N just as nearing redline. PUFF, a large cloud of steam pours from under the hood and onto the Porsche behind me. I immediately knew what happened, I burst the small hose that connects the heater control valve to the engine.
The Luftgekuhlt 911s all passed by my steaming Wasserpumper. The other Wasserpumpers nicely stopped to help. Lucky for me, a 951 owner had just replaced some hoses and kept a spare bit in his car that fit mine. Everyone emptied their water bottles into my coolant tank and I drove very lightly to the next small town and filled the coolant tank.
So much for showing off the power of the GTS!
The Luftgekuhlt 911s all passed by my steaming Wasserpumper. The other Wasserpumpers nicely stopped to help. Lucky for me, a 951 owner had just replaced some hoses and kept a spare bit in his car that fit mine. Everyone emptied their water bottles into my coolant tank and I drove very lightly to the next small town and filled the coolant tank.
So much for showing off the power of the GTS!
02-28-2004 | 10:57 PM
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928 and Ruf Porsche embarassment
Have two embarassing moments. First in a 928. Was shooting car for a magazine and had gotten to take it home for the night. Father was visiting and had never riden in a car of this stature. I was bragging all night as I was driving him around how fast these cars were. At a light and a kid pulls up in a red Mustang. I laugh and tell my dad to hold on. Rev motor. Mustang revs his. Light turns green and I pop the clutch only to see the mustang leaving me literally standing still at the light. All I smelled was burning clutch. It was Porsche N.A.'s car. Pulled over and in a couple minutes I gently tried it again and it pulled away so I babied it home and back to the mag the next day.
Second one was in a RUF Porsche. Same scenario except it is my brother in-law. We take off down a street divided by a canal and a mile away sitting at a light the damn thing dies. Wont start. We had to push it through the light doing a U-turn then a mile or so back to my brother in-laws house waiting at a pretty major intersection before we got there. Meanwhile all these people are driving by yelling "nice car" and "do you need help." Here we are pushing a 150,000. dollar car. Totally embarassing! Turned out to be a blown fuse that shut down the fuel pump.
Second one was in a RUF Porsche. Same scenario except it is my brother in-law. We take off down a street divided by a canal and a mile away sitting at a light the damn thing dies. Wont start. We had to push it through the light doing a U-turn then a mile or so back to my brother in-laws house waiting at a pretty major intersection before we got there. Meanwhile all these people are driving by yelling "nice car" and "do you need help." Here we are pushing a 150,000. dollar car. Totally embarassing! Turned out to be a blown fuse that shut down the fuel pump.
02-29-2004 | 01:40 AM
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I was driving home from work when my automatic decided to give up, leaving me stuck at a light. The people behind me start hanking, swearing and gesturing, ultimately driving around me. I'm trying all gears without success until I hit reverse. I see my salvation from intersection hell is just 500 feet away and behind me. So I have to drive in reverse against the natural flow of traffic to get into a grocery store parking lot and safe from the wrath of my fellow commuters. That whole thing was both embarassing and traumatic.
02-29-2004 | 07:00 AM
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Speaking of reverse embarrasment...
Driving to work, in my not-so-porsche, ahem BMW.. the transmission decides it had enough (AT). Halfway to work, or home... I decide to go home (and get Chewy). I put the rag-top down, and get on my way. Mind you, I'm late for work. The funny/emabarresing part is when I came to a four-way stop and tried to signal to other legal motorists of my intentions. They looked at me with the 'dude WTF?' look.
Driving to work, in my not-so-porsche, ahem BMW.. the transmission decides it had enough (AT). Halfway to work, or home... I decide to go home (and get Chewy). I put the rag-top down, and get on my way. Mind you, I'm late for work. The funny/emabarresing part is when I came to a four-way stop and tried to signal to other legal motorists of my intentions. They looked at me with the 'dude WTF?' look.
02-29-2004 | 11:10 PM
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Tires...the tires
I was wandering into work one day, congratulating myself on how early I was going to be, leisurely considering a stop for breakfast, when at a stop light, a fellow in a BMW next to me waved and pointed at my right rear tire.
I smiled and nodded... I had eyeballed the low tire when leaving home that morning, and as I indicated to the BMW driver that I understood completely, I added a stop at the gas station near work for a tire fillup to my list of things to do.
The BMW driver nodded back and went about his business. On toward the next stoplight, I actually could have moved into the right lane, crossed the intersection, and stopped at a gas station, but no, that would have been inconvenient. Instead I moved into a left turn lane to get on the expressway... just a short jaunt down Interstate 64 and I would be at a much more convenient gas station.
I had noticed that the helpful BMW driver had moved into the turn lane behind me. This really didn't register as important at the time. It did register as important when the light turned green, I turned sharp left and accelerated up the ramp, and the most horrible shake in the world developed.
Yes, that's right, somewhere around that sharp turn, the low tire had spread over and found something that could pop a hole in a sidewall.
The BMW driver quite patiently waited for me to slow the 928 with its bouncing rear end to a halt in the emergency lane before swooshing off and avoiding all eye contact.
What could only make it more embarrassing would be if the BMW driver had known that my 928 comes with a handy collapsible spare, and I had no method of pumping that spare with air. The only person I could contact by phone would not be able to help me for another hour and a half. Lugging around a collapsible spare on foot is almost as fun as lugging around an inflated spare on foot.
Think that's enough? It wasn't. In an excessively brilliant move, months ago, I had opted to remove the scissor jack from my vehicle in favor of a handy hydraulic jack. I have some problems with the interior, and the rear tool cover had kept coming lose and unleashing anything held behind it upon the interior of the vehicle... so out went the scissor jack and in went the heavy hydraulic jack that stayed firmly behind the right passenger seat.
Upon attempting to utilize my hydraulic jack, I discovered that the cold weather and lack of maintenance to the jack (more brilliance) had caused it to degrade in function; it could raise the vehicle high enough to remove the wheel with the horrendously flat tire, but could not manage a height that would allow me to install the inflated spare.
I was very, very late to work. But while waiting for the one friend willing to come help me, I DID manage to get some breakfast.
Later, after attaching the spare, I filled up the gas tank. In my mullings over what new tire to choose (the other three tires were worn enough that a full set of new tires was certainly not out of the question), I apparently forgot to put the gas cap back on. I am now in the market for a new gas cap.
I smiled and nodded... I had eyeballed the low tire when leaving home that morning, and as I indicated to the BMW driver that I understood completely, I added a stop at the gas station near work for a tire fillup to my list of things to do.
The BMW driver nodded back and went about his business. On toward the next stoplight, I actually could have moved into the right lane, crossed the intersection, and stopped at a gas station, but no, that would have been inconvenient. Instead I moved into a left turn lane to get on the expressway... just a short jaunt down Interstate 64 and I would be at a much more convenient gas station.
I had noticed that the helpful BMW driver had moved into the turn lane behind me. This really didn't register as important at the time. It did register as important when the light turned green, I turned sharp left and accelerated up the ramp, and the most horrible shake in the world developed.
Yes, that's right, somewhere around that sharp turn, the low tire had spread over and found something that could pop a hole in a sidewall.
The BMW driver quite patiently waited for me to slow the 928 with its bouncing rear end to a halt in the emergency lane before swooshing off and avoiding all eye contact.
What could only make it more embarrassing would be if the BMW driver had known that my 928 comes with a handy collapsible spare, and I had no method of pumping that spare with air. The only person I could contact by phone would not be able to help me for another hour and a half. Lugging around a collapsible spare on foot is almost as fun as lugging around an inflated spare on foot.
Think that's enough? It wasn't. In an excessively brilliant move, months ago, I had opted to remove the scissor jack from my vehicle in favor of a handy hydraulic jack. I have some problems with the interior, and the rear tool cover had kept coming lose and unleashing anything held behind it upon the interior of the vehicle... so out went the scissor jack and in went the heavy hydraulic jack that stayed firmly behind the right passenger seat.
Upon attempting to utilize my hydraulic jack, I discovered that the cold weather and lack of maintenance to the jack (more brilliance) had caused it to degrade in function; it could raise the vehicle high enough to remove the wheel with the horrendously flat tire, but could not manage a height that would allow me to install the inflated spare.
I was very, very late to work. But while waiting for the one friend willing to come help me, I DID manage to get some breakfast.
Later, after attaching the spare, I filled up the gas tank. In my mullings over what new tire to choose (the other three tires were worn enough that a full set of new tires was certainly not out of the question), I apparently forgot to put the gas cap back on. I am now in the market for a new gas cap.
03-01-2004 | 07:51 AM
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New Year's day, 2001. Wifey and I pick up my mom in law from the retirement village so she could spend the day with us. You should have seen the looks from the other old fogeys when she got into the 928's back seat. She gave them the 'queen's wave' as we drove off...
Hopped on the highway and imediately into the fast lane. Fairly heavy traffic though. Engine suddenly cuts out with no warning. Have you ever tried braking and steering a 928 in heavy traffic whith the engine not running and everyone honking at you?
When we finally came to a stop I cranked it a few times. The engine turned faster than usual but wouldn't start, so I followed my hunch, popped the hood, pulled off the intake tube and looked through the hole - Yep, nice shiny cam gear teeth grinning right back at me. Snapped cambelt.
Phoned a friend to pick up the ladies and sat there for 3 hours in the stinking African heat waiting for a flatbed truck...
2001 New Year's resolution - Replace cambelt with every service.
Hopped on the highway and imediately into the fast lane. Fairly heavy traffic though. Engine suddenly cuts out with no warning. Have you ever tried braking and steering a 928 in heavy traffic whith the engine not running and everyone honking at you?
When we finally came to a stop I cranked it a few times. The engine turned faster than usual but wouldn't start, so I followed my hunch, popped the hood, pulled off the intake tube and looked through the hole - Yep, nice shiny cam gear teeth grinning right back at me. Snapped cambelt.
Phoned a friend to pick up the ladies and sat there for 3 hours in the stinking African heat waiting for a flatbed truck...
2001 New Year's resolution - Replace cambelt with every service.
03-01-2004 | 08:41 AM
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My baby (the 928 that is) decided she was sick and tired of that old fuel pump. So she left me stranded……about 300 miles from home…….while I was overtaking…….on a race track. I was pretty annoyed that I caused the yellow flags and keeping people from enjoying their well-paid racing time.
Tried to get the cap out of the hole for the towing-eye. No luck. I guess it had never been taken out since new. I had her towed by the sway bar. Bad idea for the sway bar, bad idea for the hood. Took some $$$ to get OK again.
Check those towing-eye caps everyone.
Tried to get the cap out of the hole for the towing-eye. No luck. I guess it had never been taken out since new. I had her towed by the sway bar. Bad idea for the sway bar, bad idea for the hood. Took some $$$ to get OK again.
Check those towing-eye caps everyone.
03-02-2004 | 02:13 AM
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join the club...
Now that I think about it, I had a few ones I can laugh about now.
I'm driving my '78 5-m wfo to work at 5:30 am, get off the highway and have no oil pressure. A rubber oil line had pulled off and dumped all the oil on the ground. It went up on a flatbed and I didn't get to work. The prev. owner had eliminated the oil cooler and there was a long hose that went from the pump back to the pump. I had no idea and was dumb, embarrased and horrified at everything the p.o. had done that f'ed up this car.
That same car, after buying it with pretty much all the money I had at the time, I drive it home and it was dead, won't start. After tracking down the p.o. on the phone, find it's a loose battery connection....not a good start.
There were a lot of other bad scenes with that car, and it took every dollar I had for the time I owned it. But I had such a good time driving it that 10 years later I got back into it, with a lot more information (rennlist, 928 Int. and others), different expectations (wallet is open), and more patience. It is also not a daily driver. Love driving it, and I'm back in the mechanical soap opera.
p.s. my buddy just told me that I have to park on the gravel at his house because I'm leaving oil spots!! I do own the highway, however. It never ends...............
I'm driving my '78 5-m wfo to work at 5:30 am, get off the highway and have no oil pressure. A rubber oil line had pulled off and dumped all the oil on the ground. It went up on a flatbed and I didn't get to work. The prev. owner had eliminated the oil cooler and there was a long hose that went from the pump back to the pump. I had no idea and was dumb, embarrased and horrified at everything the p.o. had done that f'ed up this car.
That same car, after buying it with pretty much all the money I had at the time, I drive it home and it was dead, won't start. After tracking down the p.o. on the phone, find it's a loose battery connection....not a good start.
There were a lot of other bad scenes with that car, and it took every dollar I had for the time I owned it. But I had such a good time driving it that 10 years later I got back into it, with a lot more information (rennlist, 928 Int. and others), different expectations (wallet is open), and more patience. It is also not a daily driver. Love driving it, and I'm back in the mechanical soap opera.
p.s. my buddy just told me that I have to park on the gravel at his house because I'm leaving oil spots!! I do own the highway, however. It never ends...............
03-02-2004 | 11:43 AM
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Originally posted by worf928
A few years ago with the '91...
Sunday. Replace brake rotors. Look at new clutch hose in bag. Decide, nah, tired. Would have to bleed brakes and clutch slave. Other stuff to do.
Monday. Morning rush hour traffic. Stop Light. Green light.
POP! Splash. Brake fluid under car.
Clutch hose RIP.
A few years ago with the '91...
Sunday. Replace brake rotors. Look at new clutch hose in bag. Decide, nah, tired. Would have to bleed brakes and clutch slave. Other stuff to do.
Monday. Morning rush hour traffic. Stop Light. Green light.
POP! Splash. Brake fluid under car.
Clutch hose RIP.
03-02-2004 | 11:54 AM
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Well,
Summer last year - pull up to a stop at the outside lane at some traffic lights in rush hour and pop the gearstick to neutral - oops - something doesn't feel right... wiggle the stick - still doesn't "feel" right - try to select first - stick slides about in strange manner and won't go into gear... umm something is very wrong...
Lights change - all the little cars zoom off... I'm now creating a blockage...
Wiggle wiggle - two hands arrghh! it goes into something is it 2nd ? -- ease out the clutch... nope reverse...
Meanwhile everyone has found a way around me... hazaard flashers on - I reverse carefully out of the flow of traffic to stop in the early part of the left turn lane - now what - can't even get it out of reverse. Police car comes in the other direction and sees me - this is a new experience - happy to see them turn and pull up behind me!
He walks up to the car - "having a little trouble? did the engine die" in a very sarcastic voice. Fortunately I was able to say "no the engine is running fine - but I'm stuck in reverse" his eyebrows raise as if to say - what are we gong to do about that? I ask him if he can stop traffic so I can reverse back to a parking lot about 40 feet behind me - he says sure and does exactly that... Sometimes you gotta love em!
Of course as you all guessed the front locating cup for the shifter linkage disintegrated and the shifter went "free range".
Well shutdown in the parking lot and leaning into the car I was able to jam it into 2nd with a two handed approach and then limped all the rest of the way home, fortunately only about a mile. Expensive repair for a cheap plastic cup whan you factor in the flatbed charges (I really need that lift)
I wasn't so proud that day
Alan
Summer last year - pull up to a stop at the outside lane at some traffic lights in rush hour and pop the gearstick to neutral - oops - something doesn't feel right... wiggle the stick - still doesn't "feel" right - try to select first - stick slides about in strange manner and won't go into gear... umm something is very wrong...
Lights change - all the little cars zoom off... I'm now creating a blockage...
Wiggle wiggle - two hands arrghh! it goes into something is it 2nd ? -- ease out the clutch... nope reverse...
Meanwhile everyone has found a way around me... hazaard flashers on - I reverse carefully out of the flow of traffic to stop in the early part of the left turn lane - now what - can't even get it out of reverse. Police car comes in the other direction and sees me - this is a new experience - happy to see them turn and pull up behind me!
He walks up to the car - "having a little trouble? did the engine die" in a very sarcastic voice. Fortunately I was able to say "no the engine is running fine - but I'm stuck in reverse" his eyebrows raise as if to say - what are we gong to do about that? I ask him if he can stop traffic so I can reverse back to a parking lot about 40 feet behind me - he says sure and does exactly that... Sometimes you gotta love em!
Of course as you all guessed the front locating cup for the shifter linkage disintegrated and the shifter went "free range".
Well shutdown in the parking lot and leaning into the car I was able to jam it into 2nd with a two handed approach and then limped all the rest of the way home, fortunately only about a mile. Expensive repair for a cheap plastic cup whan you factor in the flatbed charges (I really need that lift)
I wasn't so proud that day
Alan
03-02-2004 | 03:33 PM
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The only thing that's ever put my 928 out of commission has been the flywheel sensor. I was driving from Boston to visit my folks near Cleveland, OH. I had been driving all day and the 928 had been running perfect. Nice and cool, plenty of power, good mileage (20s), life is good. Late afternoon, less than 100mi from my folks house, and it just quits. Coast off the highway, and that's it. Cranks but won't start. Check relays, fuses, etc. Nothing. Trooper eventually stops. After assessing the situation, wants to know how fast the 928 can go. After answering "Well, theoretically around 150" he says "Well, that's probably what's wrong. You need to drive it faster". So I reply "If I get pulled over, can I tell them you said that?" We had a good laugh. Another guy stops and tried to buy the thing off me. I got the thing flatbedded to a dealer and they figured out the flywheel sensor was shot and replaced it.
So imagine my surprise when a few months later, returning from a trip to VT, after I dropped off my passenger and get back on the highway - once again, almost home - it quits again. Same symptoms. After waiting for about 45 minutes, it restarts and runs pefectly again. I drive home on eggshells, but the car drives perfectly. Once again, I check fuses and relays and fuel pressure and ignition and everything I can think of. But since the car is running properly, I can't find anything wrong. Just to be sure, I replace all the original metal relays with the modern ones. Drive the car for a few days, no problems. Whew.
One day I head over to the home/garden store. I'm there for a couple minutes, hop back in the car, head home, get about halfway home, and it dies again. Once again, I wait 45 minutes, it starts, and runs perfect the rest of the way home.
So I'm stumped. I've checked everything except the flywheel sensor which was just replaced at the dealership and therefore must be fine. (hah!)
During this time, the 928 was my only car on the road so I was driving it to/from work. On the way home, I got off the highway and was cruising down the offramp and once AGAIN, it quits. And once again, after sitting in the road with my hazards on for 45 minutes, it starts and it drives on like nothing had happened. After about 4 of these, I'm getting a little ticked at this thing. So in desperation, I loosen the flywheel sensor to pull it out to just look at the damn thing because I'm at a loss at this point. And it falls apart as I pull it out of the bellhousing. Son of a.... The stupid dealer put a bum sensor in the thing. Fortunately, I had a spare one off a 944 (same exact part) which I promptly installed and have had zero problems since.
I will give the car credit for almost getting me home before dying each time. It seems like it really tried its damndest to get me to my destination before dying but just couldn't quite make it.
Bryan
So imagine my surprise when a few months later, returning from a trip to VT, after I dropped off my passenger and get back on the highway - once again, almost home - it quits again. Same symptoms. After waiting for about 45 minutes, it restarts and runs pefectly again. I drive home on eggshells, but the car drives perfectly. Once again, I check fuses and relays and fuel pressure and ignition and everything I can think of. But since the car is running properly, I can't find anything wrong. Just to be sure, I replace all the original metal relays with the modern ones. Drive the car for a few days, no problems. Whew.
One day I head over to the home/garden store. I'm there for a couple minutes, hop back in the car, head home, get about halfway home, and it dies again. Once again, I wait 45 minutes, it starts, and runs perfect the rest of the way home.
So I'm stumped. I've checked everything except the flywheel sensor which was just replaced at the dealership and therefore must be fine. (hah!)
During this time, the 928 was my only car on the road so I was driving it to/from work. On the way home, I got off the highway and was cruising down the offramp and once AGAIN, it quits. And once again, after sitting in the road with my hazards on for 45 minutes, it starts and it drives on like nothing had happened. After about 4 of these, I'm getting a little ticked at this thing. So in desperation, I loosen the flywheel sensor to pull it out to just look at the damn thing because I'm at a loss at this point. And it falls apart as I pull it out of the bellhousing. Son of a.... The stupid dealer put a bum sensor in the thing. Fortunately, I had a spare one off a 944 (same exact part) which I promptly installed and have had zero problems since.
I will give the car credit for almost getting me home before dying each time. It seems like it really tried its damndest to get me to my destination before dying but just couldn't quite make it.
Bryan
03-02-2004 | 03:47 PM
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haha..how could I forget...in my just sold 87 AT....driving to work ..downtown Seattle..we have a series of reversable express lanes that run south in the am and north in the pm..well I'm on the lanes...shifting my AT like a manual....and as I approach my exit..I downshift from D to 3....goes fine...then down to 2..and the lever just flops down to the bottom..no resistance......Im still in 3..so exit the lanes and get to the end of the offramp... Bright guy I am...I figure I can push it up to D...and lo and behold ...it goes to D...so I take it one further..and put it into park....and sure enough..it goes..but guess what....no way to come out of park....Im at the head of the line...cars honking away.put on the 4 ways..and call AAA....which..of course just lapsed..so . a quick surcharge and renewal on the phone and truck is dispatched...luckily there were two exit lanes on the off ramp and people were able to get around..but the looks I got from rushed morning commuters...ha ha....I can laugh now..
Ended up the shifter cable snapped at the tranny...but the actual housing of the cable provides the upshifts..thus able to shift to park..but not down. Towed to a tranny shop downtown..they were nice enough to tell me that they would put the car in drive so I could get it home and do the cable myself...basically start car..have someone get under rear..and push the shifter mechanism on the tranny forward till in gear...worked great ..and save a ton o money fixing myself...only took about an hour or so...
That's it for me..
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Ended up the shifter cable snapped at the tranny...but the actual housing of the cable provides the upshifts..thus able to shift to park..but not down. Towed to a tranny shop downtown..they were nice enough to tell me that they would put the car in drive so I could get it home and do the cable myself...basically start car..have someone get under rear..and push the shifter mechanism on the tranny forward till in gear...worked great ..and save a ton o money fixing myself...only took about an hour or so...
That's it for me..
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03-04-2004 | 07:52 PM
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geez - thought I was the only 1 w/a less than perfect time with the shark...well, ok - since it's confession time...
just picked up shark from 2 month vi$it at local wrench- detailed & looking good for my "hot date" that evening... even told hottie that I had a surprise for her - 1st time out in the shark...apparently not much of a car gal, so I proceeded to explain why the shark is such a great car...almost had her barely impressed before stopping to top off fuel & get beverages for the road(only water)...
while at the pumps, a large black woman exclaimed "youss caas is on fire baby"..."thanks" I proudly replied, thinking I obviously looked like a real stud that evening with the hottie AND a shark... "NO!", she was shouting now,"yous caaaas is on fire!"... I was still marveling at myself as I turned back to my shark (expecting/hoping to see hottie doing something naughty) - instead I was horrified to see smoke billowing out from under the hood!!(the car, not her)
put my nozzle away and nonchalantly asked hottie if she'd like to come into the mini mart for a soda - hoping she would not notice till I could get things handled....
fat chance - flames spreading under the car by now, as people at other pumps started to panic & evacuate (even "aunti opra" was moving like a track star!)...got priority service at the register after I asked for a fire extinguisher while pointing at my evening going up in flames next to the pumps....moments later - fire trucks, paramedics...just like the movies - except a scene I'd like to forget...
seems as though a power steering hose had ruptured and fluid ignited on the exhaust...amazingly no other damage - only fluid had burned off... called wrench to fetch car, then tried to redeem myself by getting limo for the night...
said I didn't want to drive anyway so I could spend more time admiring hottie's lines... (instead of my shark? well it was all covered in nasty white stuff, obviously done for the night - and I wasn't ready for a cold shower just yet)
"great car, rob. next time you want to surprise me - don't"...what a night...
just picked up shark from 2 month vi$it at local wrench- detailed & looking good for my "hot date" that evening... even told hottie that I had a surprise for her - 1st time out in the shark...apparently not much of a car gal, so I proceeded to explain why the shark is such a great car...almost had her barely impressed before stopping to top off fuel & get beverages for the road(only water)...
while at the pumps, a large black woman exclaimed "youss caas is on fire baby"..."thanks" I proudly replied, thinking I obviously looked like a real stud that evening with the hottie AND a shark... "NO!", she was shouting now,"yous caaaas is on fire!"... I was still marveling at myself as I turned back to my shark (expecting/hoping to see hottie doing something naughty) - instead I was horrified to see smoke billowing out from under the hood!!(the car, not her)
put my nozzle away and nonchalantly asked hottie if she'd like to come into the mini mart for a soda - hoping she would not notice till I could get things handled....
fat chance - flames spreading under the car by now, as people at other pumps started to panic & evacuate (even "aunti opra" was moving like a track star!)...got priority service at the register after I asked for a fire extinguisher while pointing at my evening going up in flames next to the pumps....moments later - fire trucks, paramedics...just like the movies - except a scene I'd like to forget...
seems as though a power steering hose had ruptured and fluid ignited on the exhaust...amazingly no other damage - only fluid had burned off... called wrench to fetch car, then tried to redeem myself by getting limo for the night...
said I didn't want to drive anyway so I could spend more time admiring hottie's lines... (instead of my shark? well it was all covered in nasty white stuff, obviously done for the night - and I wasn't ready for a cold shower just yet)
"great car, rob. next time you want to surprise me - don't"...what a night...