Event Coverage Cruise Night Help

When something happens now, instead of helping, it's people filming. I feel like smacking that stupid phone out of their hand (the further the better, and if it breaks, even better!) and telling them to do something useful and help, instead of looking at their bloody phone! Trouble is, some other moron will be filming you, and you may end up in the slammer with a "special" friend.

 

In the mid 60’s I was at Camp Lejeune NC in the USMC. Hitchhiking was my only mode of transportation other than the bus. People always stopped to pick me up. I even hitchhiked from Lejeune to Darlington and back to see a NASCAR race 200 miles each way. Lots of funny stories about hitchhiking.

 

This goes both ways, the helper and the helpie.

Back during the War; yeah, that war a long time ago, my great aunts and friends were going down Hwy 11 towards Birmingham.

It was wintertime, well below freezing that day. They were in a convertible, I believe a ‘41 Plymouth.
That Plymouth had a bad or broken latch where the top fastened to the windshield. The wind would make the top flop, and could possibly blow it off at Highway speed.
So, one of the girls had to ride in the passenger front and hold the top down by hand.

Well, somewhere around Springville, which is in the middle of nowhere, was a sailor hitchhiking.
There he stood beside the highway wearing his Pea Coat with his sea bag. He looked like he was freezing to death.

You can imagine how this young sailor felt, a car load of young women.
They picked him up and said that they could take him all the way to Birmingham if he would sit up front and hold the top down. He enthusiastically agreed. It was his lucky day.

About a half a mile into the trip he, quit talking. It seems the cold air was blowing down the sleeve of his Peacoat.
After about 3 miles he said….
“Ladies….Pla….Please stop this car and let me out. I’m about to freeze to death, please stop and let out, I’d rather walk!!!!”

 

Recently helped a biker , busted the main drive belt . He leans in the window flat drunk . I made him get in and rode him home . I will help normal people , lots I refuse to . I know what it is to be broken down on a Harley .

 

What was the venue? Lots of "car guys" don't work on their cars outside of washing them.

In both my cars I take to cruise nights, I have tools and floor jacks in the trunk. In my Ford, a couple of good solenoids in case someone needs one.

In the past, someone needed a jack and someone else need to borrow a wrench to get home.

 

You crack me up.

 

Well it is true, nice guys finish last.
I can attest to that as well.
Just the way it is.
My step dad always criticized me for it.
Meanwhile,,,, anyone calling him at 3 AM was rescued.

 

The thing about lawsuits is that a person may have no intention or desire to sue but some ambulance chasing lawyer finds out about it and tells them to sue. No one gets hurt, insurance pays for it and everyone is happy. Except that's BS.