Hummm! I can see myself getting in some little trouble there... So sexy, can't find that in Florida:canada:
Hummm! I can see myself getting in some little trouble there... So sexy, can't find that in Florida:canada:
Geeeezzzz Jon, you just brought back an unpleasant memory mentioning Otay Lakes Rd. I put my car into the creek at the end of that road where it T's into Campo Rd. in 1973. Somehow I missed the sign that warned me the road was about to T into another road, shot across Campo and flew off into the creek. This all happened at night, and as you must know, it is real dark out there. Sailors shouldn't drive sometimes. There is a lot more to that sea story, all I will admit to now is the guy who towed me out was a real nice guy, he almost had to shoot my shipmate, who was being an ass. Those were the days......Damn! The second one looks like Otay Lakes Rd? That road is nasty. I can see how a car could think he can take some of those corners fine and end up on his lid. Glad you guys weren't the cause of any of them.
Haha I like how your still doing the same speed at the exact same rpm a you pass him.picture 1 :
picture 2 (about 50 yards later):
it looks like he was finishing up an earlier ticket... good thing for me i guess...
Reminds me of that old song....Geeeezzzz Jon, you just brought back an unpleasant memory mentioning Otay Lakes Rd. I put my car into the creek at the end of that road where it T's into Campo Rd. in 1973. Somehow I missed the sign that warned me the road was about to T into another road, shot across Campo and flew off into the creek. This all happened at night, and as you must know, it is real dark out there. Sailors shouldn't drive sometimes. There is a lot more to that sea story, all I will admit to now is the guy who towed me out was a real nice guy, he almost had to shoot my shipmate, who was being an ass. Those were the days......
Well, it certainly happened early in the morning, just after midnight as I recall. When the CHP got there, all they cited me with was failing to stop at the stop sign... I'm not sure who called them, that location is in the middle of no where. I'm guessing the land owner heard someone drive through his fence again..... I should have been cited for speeding as well, I wasn't even close to the road when the car came to an abrupt stop. I found out Plymouths can fly, but they don't land very well. I had 3 other guys in the car with me, a night none of us will ever forget. I'll never forget coming around that corner at a high rate of speed, seeing the road disappear, then a fence, and then my headlights lighting up the empty darkness as we flew off the road and dropped into the creek.Reminds me of that old song....
" What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
Earl-aye in the morning?"
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picture 1 :
picture 2 (about 50 yards later):
it looks like he was finishing up an earlier ticket... good thing for me i guess...
Awesome picture!