But we're all very safe drivers in here, aren't we?
Road Rage
Road Rage
Anybody here ever get Toecutter on their fellow drivers? Either on the giving or receiving end of "Road Rage"? Or actually participate in a game of Interceptor style chicken? How about flipping your vehical over for real? Any good tales?
But we're all very safe drivers in here, aren't we?
But we're all very safe drivers in here, aren't we?
Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Road Rage posted by Jason on September 23, 1999 at 14:54:33:
I once skidded broadside into a road sign with a '68 Mustang
Fastback. Ripped that Stop sign right out of the ground!
Flattened both tires on the driver's side. Almost rolled it.
I once skidded broadside into a road sign with a '68 Mustang
Fastback. Ripped that Stop sign right out of the ground!
Flattened both tires on the driver's side. Almost rolled it.
Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Re: Road Rage posted by Curt ZHP on September 23, 1999 at 15:00:19:
This is more "Sad" Max than anything:
Driving home one night from a concert I blew a tire on a Chicago expressway. I fixed the tire, and continued on the for the rest of the 100 miles until home. About one mile from my house, I fell asleep behind the wheel. My car jumps the curb and I blow my OTHER front tire. The impact also ruined my alignment turning my steering wheel at an odd angle. In the end I'm driving the rest of the way home with one mini-spare in front and a floppy flat tire on the other side, traveling at a brisk 15 or so miles per hour the rest of the way.
This is more "Sad" Max than anything:
Driving home one night from a concert I blew a tire on a Chicago expressway. I fixed the tire, and continued on the for the rest of the 100 miles until home. About one mile from my house, I fell asleep behind the wheel. My car jumps the curb and I blow my OTHER front tire. The impact also ruined my alignment turning my steering wheel at an odd angle. In the end I'm driving the rest of the way home with one mini-spare in front and a floppy flat tire on the other side, traveling at a brisk 15 or so miles per hour the rest of the way.
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Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Road Rage posted by Jason on September 23, 1999 at 14:54:33:
: Im in my XC panelvan, after an incident with this really big fat bloke ( he cut in front of me and nearly clipped me then jammed on his ABS brakes cause he reckoned i was tailgating him, i dont have ABS and i didnt even have to hit the brakes too hard myself so i was obviously a safe distance) anyways so when we get to the next set of lights he joins a long queue turning right and i go past and give him the the bird and take pole position in the middle lane going straight through.
After a short while i look in my drivers rearview mirror to see this big bastard botling up to my door, now Im not the biggest of blokes and ive got my window wound down and I sit relatively low in this car, basically a head above the door, so not wanting to become a human punching bag while strapped into me seat and heavy traffic going through the intersection and the light still red i decided emergency evasive action was needed, i quickly glimpsed in my mirror, looked all clear behind, with a quick snap i slipped the toploader into reverse , and gave it the bejesus , just so i could get some breathing space and a chance to actually get outta my car to have a fair chance against this bloke, but alas panelvans arent endowed with the best visibility , and at about the same time that ive gunned it backwards a car from a qeue in the left lane has decided to shift in behind me, with V8 roaring and my rear BF Goodrich in a blaze of smoke *SMASH* i hit it!
A commodore wagon packed with Maouri's , BIG SUCKERS!!!!!! shaved heads and tattoo's and a now messy looking front end ( no damage to mine
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The rest of the story gets a bit violent so I will wrap it up about here
A happy morning or roadrage was had by all
: Im in my XC panelvan, after an incident with this really big fat bloke ( he cut in front of me and nearly clipped me then jammed on his ABS brakes cause he reckoned i was tailgating him, i dont have ABS and i didnt even have to hit the brakes too hard myself so i was obviously a safe distance) anyways so when we get to the next set of lights he joins a long queue turning right and i go past and give him the the bird and take pole position in the middle lane going straight through.
After a short while i look in my drivers rearview mirror to see this big bastard botling up to my door, now Im not the biggest of blokes and ive got my window wound down and I sit relatively low in this car, basically a head above the door, so not wanting to become a human punching bag while strapped into me seat and heavy traffic going through the intersection and the light still red i decided emergency evasive action was needed, i quickly glimpsed in my mirror, looked all clear behind, with a quick snap i slipped the toploader into reverse , and gave it the bejesus , just so i could get some breathing space and a chance to actually get outta my car to have a fair chance against this bloke, but alas panelvans arent endowed with the best visibility , and at about the same time that ive gunned it backwards a car from a qeue in the left lane has decided to shift in behind me, with V8 roaring and my rear BF Goodrich in a blaze of smoke *SMASH* i hit it!
A commodore wagon packed with Maouri's , BIG SUCKERS!!!!!! shaved heads and tattoo's and a now messy looking front end ( no damage to mine
)The rest of the story gets a bit violent so I will wrap it up about here
A happy morning or roadrage was had by all
Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Road Rage posted by Jason on September 23, 1999 at 14:54:33:
: Anybody here ever get Toecutter on their fellow drivers? Either on the giving or receiving end of "Road Rage"? Or actually participate in a game of Interceptor style chicken? How about flipping your vehical over for real? Any good tales?
: But we're all very safe drivers in here, aren't we?
Im sure we are all perfect drivers, but I have a tale
driving to the train station the other morning, as usual an ignorant sleepy subarban driver is in front of me doing 20klms below the speed limit.
I edged to the right hand side of the lane to see if I could get a look around, he responded by moving to block my view.
we rounded a corner him still doing 40 so I started to overtake him. as I started passing him @ 60ks he suddenly sped up, I then went to 75 and the bum matched me again and started horning me?!?
it was very max like, two glory riders trying neck and neck to drag each other up the hill. only my noisy 81 corona is severly underpowered compared with his purring lexus es300
in the end ran out of road and pulled in behind letting my horn do the talking.
at mr T would say, I pity you... fool!
: Anybody here ever get Toecutter on their fellow drivers? Either on the giving or receiving end of "Road Rage"? Or actually participate in a game of Interceptor style chicken? How about flipping your vehical over for real? Any good tales?
: But we're all very safe drivers in here, aren't we?
Im sure we are all perfect drivers, but I have a tale
driving to the train station the other morning, as usual an ignorant sleepy subarban driver is in front of me doing 20klms below the speed limit.
I edged to the right hand side of the lane to see if I could get a look around, he responded by moving to block my view.
we rounded a corner him still doing 40 so I started to overtake him. as I started passing him @ 60ks he suddenly sped up, I then went to 75 and the bum matched me again and started horning me?!?
it was very max like, two glory riders trying neck and neck to drag each other up the hill. only my noisy 81 corona is severly underpowered compared with his purring lexus es300
in the end ran out of road and pulled in behind letting my horn do the talking.
at mr T would say, I pity you... fool!
Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Road Rage posted by Jason on September 23, 1999 at 14:54:33:
I've got a bunch of close calls and near missed [I've never been in a wreck, and only once dropped my bike... damn gravel roads!]...
But I did have a wild experience on my bike two years ago... I was rideing back after a hundred mile road trip and happened to get back in town... now from the direction I was traveling I had to go through town to get to my house... At one point my friend on his bike and I had to stop at a stop light.. it was about midnight and we where tired from the trip when along comes a car in the other lane full of kids blasting out music on their radio [they looked almost to young to drive and prolly where in thier parents car]... no problem so far... but then the kids started yelling out at us to race each other... now then I'm on a 600 cc sport bike and my friend was rideing a 750 nighthawk... we were both tired but not tired enough... so as the light turns green we comply and speeded off for about a block after which we slowed into 'cruise home mode' again... after a bit the car had caught up with us yelling at us to 'pop-wheelies' this time... not something one would want to do on this particular road we were on [pot holds everywhere]... things then got nasty as the kids realised we wern't going to show off for them and they started throwing stuff out the windows at us and flipping us the bird... my friend has a temper and that was all it took to piss him off... he rides up close to the driver and spits right in his face!... this set the driver off who then quickly twisted the wheel into our lane! My friend hit his breaks and ended up behind the car...I had to flick my bike over into the oncomeing lane to keep from getting hit [thank god no cars were coming!]... at this point I blue my fuse but before I could do anything the driver slammed on his breaks... my friend whips his bike over into the other lane to get out of the way... he then hit the throttle to get around the car, and as he zipped by he kicked at the passenger door knocking the side mirror right off!... now at this point we were ahead of the car and comeing up to another stop light [damn thing was red to!] and because of the cross traffic we started slowing down... at this point we had little concern about traffic laws and would have run the light but the thought of being hit by the cross traffic stopped us... so we slowed keeping an eye on the car behind us who appeared to be trying to ram us!... my friend then slammed on his breaks [locking up the rear tire] and I proceded to do the same... with the car comeing fast my friend plants a foot on the ground, twists the forks full to the side, gasses the throttle and does a smokey 180 deg. spin around... I start to do the same but my sport bike's front fork cant rotate enough and so my spin around basicaly made me do a wide sideways spin.. I get the bike stopped but it was obvious I would have to 'duck' walk it to get pointed in the right direction...damn!... My friend speeds off and darts to the side around the oncomeing car leaving me... As I tried to get my bike aimed in the right direction the car flies up aimed directly at me... I just stopped and stared, fully expecting him to hit me... but at the last second he swerves over and stops inches from my left side... sigh!... Without hesitateing I started getting my bike lined up and when it was the driver yells out "you f*ckers ripped off my mirror!".. I motored up along side him and yelled back "you almost hit me asshole!".. at that time the passenger door opens and a couple of kids start getting out... the driver then yells back "you going to pay for the mirror dick!"... At that time most of the kids were out of the car and comeing around to jump me... so with all my strength I lifted my left leg and kicked the driver through the window and then slowly rode off... I must have severly stunned or even knocked the driver out as he released the breakes and the car started rolling forward into the street! I glanced back to see all the kids scrambleing to get the car stopped! then I just slowly rode off on home...
I've got a bunch of close calls and near missed [I've never been in a wreck, and only once dropped my bike... damn gravel roads!]...
But I did have a wild experience on my bike two years ago... I was rideing back after a hundred mile road trip and happened to get back in town... now from the direction I was traveling I had to go through town to get to my house... At one point my friend on his bike and I had to stop at a stop light.. it was about midnight and we where tired from the trip when along comes a car in the other lane full of kids blasting out music on their radio [they looked almost to young to drive and prolly where in thier parents car]... no problem so far... but then the kids started yelling out at us to race each other... now then I'm on a 600 cc sport bike and my friend was rideing a 750 nighthawk... we were both tired but not tired enough... so as the light turns green we comply and speeded off for about a block after which we slowed into 'cruise home mode' again... after a bit the car had caught up with us yelling at us to 'pop-wheelies' this time... not something one would want to do on this particular road we were on [pot holds everywhere]... things then got nasty as the kids realised we wern't going to show off for them and they started throwing stuff out the windows at us and flipping us the bird... my friend has a temper and that was all it took to piss him off... he rides up close to the driver and spits right in his face!... this set the driver off who then quickly twisted the wheel into our lane! My friend hit his breaks and ended up behind the car...I had to flick my bike over into the oncomeing lane to keep from getting hit [thank god no cars were coming!]... at this point I blue my fuse but before I could do anything the driver slammed on his breaks... my friend whips his bike over into the other lane to get out of the way... he then hit the throttle to get around the car, and as he zipped by he kicked at the passenger door knocking the side mirror right off!... now at this point we were ahead of the car and comeing up to another stop light [damn thing was red to!] and because of the cross traffic we started slowing down... at this point we had little concern about traffic laws and would have run the light but the thought of being hit by the cross traffic stopped us... so we slowed keeping an eye on the car behind us who appeared to be trying to ram us!... my friend then slammed on his breaks [locking up the rear tire] and I proceded to do the same... with the car comeing fast my friend plants a foot on the ground, twists the forks full to the side, gasses the throttle and does a smokey 180 deg. spin around... I start to do the same but my sport bike's front fork cant rotate enough and so my spin around basicaly made me do a wide sideways spin.. I get the bike stopped but it was obvious I would have to 'duck' walk it to get pointed in the right direction...damn!... My friend speeds off and darts to the side around the oncomeing car leaving me... As I tried to get my bike aimed in the right direction the car flies up aimed directly at me... I just stopped and stared, fully expecting him to hit me... but at the last second he swerves over and stops inches from my left side... sigh!... Without hesitateing I started getting my bike lined up and when it was the driver yells out "you f*ckers ripped off my mirror!".. I motored up along side him and yelled back "you almost hit me asshole!".. at that time the passenger door opens and a couple of kids start getting out... the driver then yells back "you going to pay for the mirror dick!"... At that time most of the kids were out of the car and comeing around to jump me... so with all my strength I lifted my left leg and kicked the driver through the window and then slowly rode off... I must have severly stunned or even knocked the driver out as he released the breakes and the car started rolling forward into the street! I glanced back to see all the kids scrambleing to get the car stopped! then I just slowly rode off on home...
Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Road Rage posted by Jason on September 23, 1999 at 14:54:33:
: Anybody here ever get Toecutter on their fellow drivers? Either on the giving or receiving end of "Road Rage"? Or actually participate in a game of Interceptor style chicken? How about flipping your vehical over for real? Any good tales?
: But we're all very safe drivers in here, aren't we?
One day I was driving my dads Bigass Dodge Ram pickup and these kids kept getting on my tail of the truck.
Well I had a bnuch of people in the truck with me and the dumbasses behind me thought they could beat me in a race and kept getting beside me. I have no clue where these morons came from but they were pissing everyone off in the truck so we decided to do something about it.
Well since the truck has a large V-8 in it we sped up and then stopped at an angle in the middle of the road and we all jumped out to see what they hell they wanted since they had been behind us following us the whole way. Well we were parked on a hill so they were pretty suprised to see a bunch off hoodlums on a hill in front of the truck with wrenches and anything else heavy in our hands.
They soon turned around after they say this and I didn't see anything of them after a while UNTIL later that night the same group of kids were busted for drugs.
I guess Revenge is sweet after all!
: Anybody here ever get Toecutter on their fellow drivers? Either on the giving or receiving end of "Road Rage"? Or actually participate in a game of Interceptor style chicken? How about flipping your vehical over for real? Any good tales?
: But we're all very safe drivers in here, aren't we?
One day I was driving my dads Bigass Dodge Ram pickup and these kids kept getting on my tail of the truck.
Well I had a bnuch of people in the truck with me and the dumbasses behind me thought they could beat me in a race and kept getting beside me. I have no clue where these morons came from but they were pissing everyone off in the truck so we decided to do something about it.
Well since the truck has a large V-8 in it we sped up and then stopped at an angle in the middle of the road and we all jumped out to see what they hell they wanted since they had been behind us following us the whole way. Well we were parked on a hill so they were pretty suprised to see a bunch off hoodlums on a hill in front of the truck with wrenches and anything else heavy in our hands.
They soon turned around after they say this and I didn't see anything of them after a while UNTIL later that night the same group of kids were busted for drugs.
I guess Revenge is sweet after all!
Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Road Rage posted by Jason on September 23, 1999 at 14:54:33:
My uncle used to own a '58 Dodge Desoto, with a huge engine. One day while driving it out in the middle of no where on the highways, he was tailgated by a kid in a truck. He sped up but the kid kept on his tail. So he slowed down and waved the kid by. He then proceeded to tailgate the kid, the kid tried to outrun the desoto, big mistake. My uncle just kept pushing him up until well over 100mph, until he saw blueish smoke coming from the pipes of the truck! Darn thing blew it's engine LOL!
Moral of the story: Don't mess with a Dodge
My uncle used to own a '58 Dodge Desoto, with a huge engine. One day while driving it out in the middle of no where on the highways, he was tailgated by a kid in a truck. He sped up but the kid kept on his tail. So he slowed down and waved the kid by. He then proceeded to tailgate the kid, the kid tried to outrun the desoto, big mistake. My uncle just kept pushing him up until well over 100mph, until he saw blueish smoke coming from the pipes of the truck! Darn thing blew it's engine LOL!
Moral of the story: Don't mess with a Dodge
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Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Road Rage posted by Jason on September 23, 1999 at 14:54:33:
:Ok heres another one
About 7 yrs ago myself and two mates and a girl ended up in this car ( a datsun 180 B ) one nigh with this bloke who we had only just met recently, so we didnt know him too well but he seemed ok even though it was obvious he thought he was all that.
He had just been for a little spin with me in my mitsubishi sigma which i owned at the time and it was wet and i was muckin about abit, i was only 17 or 18, when we get back he says " ill take ya for a spin in the datto and show ya what real drivin is .
So we all piled into this datto and took off, he was pullin handbrakees and generally being an idiot and trying to impress us all, ( he was 3 or 4 yrs older than the rest of us) , as we pulled out of a shop this holden LC or LJ Torana 2 door with 4 young blokes in it on P plates came flying up behind us and overtook us with fingers and abuse being hurled at the same time, so our new found friend caught up and we went flyin back past them , they follow us up a few streets and fly back past us again ( pretty close too) and they hammer away, the little datto ( automatic) was struggling to keep up, the Torana was off....... it then came to a T junction with a stopsign, no wi dont know what was goin through the mind of the bloke driving the car we were in so i wont even try analyising it to much, he kept his foot on the gas , we were doin about 80kmh id say as we flew uyp behind this Torrie, I think he was expecting this Torrie to take off from the stopsign before he got there which it didnt, i was sittin in the back seat behind the driver and remember thinking ( if ya gonna hit the anchors at some point do it now chum ) but he just kept the gas on at a steady 80k mh roughly, i braced myself best i could in anticipation , he hit the brakes way way too late and too hard and we skidded on the wet road and plughed right up the arse end of the Torana pushing it across the raod and up an embankment, I didnt see the speedometer but Im pretty sure we had washed off no more than 20 or 30 kmh so we would have hit this Torana doin at least 40 - 60 kmh, he then tried to restart the datto to take off from the scene but we wernt going anywhere. (i thought what a rude arse) I wasnt hurt , wasnt even really shocked , i was kinda pumped up i think at the time i think cause i knew it was coming and cause i was young and stupid i guess.
The rest of my mates were a little dazed , and i remember thinkin this bloke was a real tosser and that he wasnt such a crash hot driver , next thing i look up to see these 4 gettin out of the torana and walkin up to our car swearing at us and making threats, Bill the tosser who pranged into them was a BIG boy, he opened his door and got out and slammed it behind him with such force that it shattered the window and strided up to these 4 and said righto whose first? by this time my mates and i were gettin out of the car and wondering if this bloke was worth helping or wether he infact needed our assistance anyway. but these 4 blokes decided to cool it which was best for us all.
The datto we were in was crushed halfway up to the windscreen, half the front end was gone, but the amazing thing is and this is no lie , the Torana didnt have so much as a dent on it!!!!!!
These blokes were hangin shit on us sayin ya shoulda got a holden etc etc, once things settled down they were quite proud that they hadnt gotten even the slightest dent and our car was a complete wreck and stuck in the middle of the road.
Anyways we all relaxed and were all trying to sort out some course of action as to what we would say to police and how we were gonna get home etc , next thing we know these 4 have jumped back intop their car and taken off yelling abuse at us and laughing , leaving us in th emiddle of the road with a crunched up datto in a pool of radiator fluid and oil ( those bastards haha), I woulda done the same in their shoes i think
:Ok heres another one
About 7 yrs ago myself and two mates and a girl ended up in this car ( a datsun 180 B ) one nigh with this bloke who we had only just met recently, so we didnt know him too well but he seemed ok even though it was obvious he thought he was all that.
He had just been for a little spin with me in my mitsubishi sigma which i owned at the time and it was wet and i was muckin about abit, i was only 17 or 18, when we get back he says " ill take ya for a spin in the datto and show ya what real drivin is .
So we all piled into this datto and took off, he was pullin handbrakees and generally being an idiot and trying to impress us all, ( he was 3 or 4 yrs older than the rest of us) , as we pulled out of a shop this holden LC or LJ Torana 2 door with 4 young blokes in it on P plates came flying up behind us and overtook us with fingers and abuse being hurled at the same time, so our new found friend caught up and we went flyin back past them , they follow us up a few streets and fly back past us again ( pretty close too) and they hammer away, the little datto ( automatic) was struggling to keep up, the Torana was off....... it then came to a T junction with a stopsign, no wi dont know what was goin through the mind of the bloke driving the car we were in so i wont even try analyising it to much, he kept his foot on the gas , we were doin about 80kmh id say as we flew uyp behind this Torrie, I think he was expecting this Torrie to take off from the stopsign before he got there which it didnt, i was sittin in the back seat behind the driver and remember thinking ( if ya gonna hit the anchors at some point do it now chum ) but he just kept the gas on at a steady 80k mh roughly, i braced myself best i could in anticipation , he hit the brakes way way too late and too hard and we skidded on the wet road and plughed right up the arse end of the Torana pushing it across the raod and up an embankment, I didnt see the speedometer but Im pretty sure we had washed off no more than 20 or 30 kmh so we would have hit this Torana doin at least 40 - 60 kmh, he then tried to restart the datto to take off from the scene but we wernt going anywhere. (i thought what a rude arse) I wasnt hurt , wasnt even really shocked , i was kinda pumped up i think at the time i think cause i knew it was coming and cause i was young and stupid i guess.
The rest of my mates were a little dazed , and i remember thinkin this bloke was a real tosser and that he wasnt such a crash hot driver
, next thing i look up to see these 4 gettin out of the torana and walkin up to our car swearing at us and making threats, Bill the tosser who pranged into them was a BIG boy, he opened his door and got out and slammed it behind him with such force that it shattered the window and strided up to these 4 and said righto whose first? by this time my mates and i were gettin out of the car and wondering if this bloke was worth helping or wether he infact needed our assistance anyway. but these 4 blokes decided to cool it which was best for us all.The datto we were in was crushed halfway up to the windscreen, half the front end was gone, but the amazing thing is and this is no lie , the Torana didnt have so much as a dent on it!!!!!!
These blokes were hangin shit on us sayin ya shoulda got a holden etc etc, once things settled down they were quite proud that they hadnt gotten even the slightest dent and our car was a complete wreck and stuck in the middle of the road.
Anyways we all relaxed and were all trying to sort out some course of action as to what we would say to police and how we were gonna get home etc , next thing we know these 4 have jumped back intop their car and taken off yelling abuse at us and laughing , leaving us in th emiddle of the road with a crunched up datto in a pool of radiator fluid and oil ( those bastards haha), I woulda done the same in their shoes i think
Re: Road Rage
In Reply to: Re: Road Rage posted by Jason on September 23, 1999 at 16:16:58:
I remember a while back with my first car,a 1970 lincoln continental,oh boy o loved that car,it was the bigest damn car on the road,ya know a big old,grand pa style,air polutin son of a B.Anyway i was drivin on the farm roads of Oregon when i decided to be "Mr. stuntman". I decided it would be cool to do some tricks,so i would go at about 40 or 50,pull the emer. brake and spin her around.I did it ok but i didnt go much faster then that to do it.Well one day i saw some guys doing it in a trans-am at about 70,well i thaught if they could i could to,i wasnt taking into acount that my car was about 5 times biger then theres.so the next day i went out to an old road with no one on it,sped up to about 90!, through the brake,and away she went. up on 2 wheels,then the roof and skided for about 30 or 40 feet into a little creek. I called out my friend with his big truck to pull it out,it still ran but the roof was mighty torn up. I never got it fixed either,i just pounded it back with a hammer to the best i could,i wasnt going to waist all the money to get it fixed,i only payed $400 for the car and it was damn ugly, but that is my tale.
I remember a while back with my first car,a 1970 lincoln continental,oh boy o loved that car,it was the bigest damn car on the road,ya know a big old,grand pa style,air polutin son of a B.Anyway i was drivin on the farm roads of Oregon when i decided to be "Mr. stuntman". I decided it would be cool to do some tricks,so i would go at about 40 or 50,pull the emer. brake and spin her around.I did it ok but i didnt go much faster then that to do it.Well one day i saw some guys doing it in a trans-am at about 70,well i thaught if they could i could to,i wasnt taking into acount that my car was about 5 times biger then theres.so the next day i went out to an old road with no one on it,sped up to about 90!, through the brake,and away she went. up on 2 wheels,then the roof and skided for about 30 or 40 feet into a little creek. I called out my friend with his big truck to pull it out,it still ran but the roof was mighty torn up. I never got it fixed either,i just pounded it back with a hammer to the best i could,i wasnt going to waist all the money to get it fixed,i only payed $400 for the car and it was damn ugly, but that is my tale.