I had a 62 GMC pickup many years ago with a well built olds 400 and turbo 400. Truck was fast ran real low 13s. So one day im tryin a few different Holleys to see which one is best. Now its winter - cold as hell but thats ok, cause Im sippin on some whiskey and ate a dozen cris cross. Cold is no bother Im sweating and grittin My teeth anyway. So ofco**** Im under the hood many times. So I bang My head on the pin that is under the hood **** next time I do the same ****-****-. And ofco**** I hit the EXACT SAME SPOT! So the THIRD time I go INSANE Im rubbing the top of My head screaming every swear word I know. Now My tool box is laying next to Me on the ground so I spot a large 3/4 to 1" combination wrench SLAM the ****in hood and go to throw this wrench through the windshield. BANG I hit the top corner driverside window right at the chrome trim and It BOUNCES BACK HITS ME IN THE MOUTH AND BREAKS MY FRONT TOOTH !!!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK Im jumpin up and down one hand on top of My head and one covering My mouth. Had to go to Dentist Imediatly cold air or a touch from the tounge was utter Hell. Lied to My Dentist cause I felt a bit stupid. So every time since that day I get pissed at My ride I just take a break. Oh and I didnt even break the window. Whats Youre story. FEDER
There's been too many thing's to remember... But one come's to mind.. Right after i chopped my 53 chevy, i mean within the week i was doing it, everytime i got in or out to weld, grind, or whatever, i would whack my head on the roof. I wasn't used to it being 5" lower... So, going in gave me a headache, coming out would give me a headache and a nice cut or scratch as i would use the sheet metal as a razor...I honestly can't even remember how many time's i hit my forehead on that opening...
Sorry, couldn't resist this one. A couple of years ago, my partner and I had a real bad day. First, we are in a really bad neighborhood.....really really bad..with 12 foot razor wire fences..really bad. We always go to the garage together and leave together whenever possible for safety sakes. This one day, I went early to do somework on my Corvair. As I was cutting the spoiler off the front, I made a major mistake with the cutoff wheel. Accidently ran it across my wrist. I know now you are not supposed to do that !! I was holding the cut and realized that I could not drive my Miata to the hospital and stop the blood, so I called my wifeto drive me...BAD MOVE !I still hear about this !! She came and got me just as my partner was showing up. It shook him up pretty badly. After the hospital put in the 20 something stiches, I went back to the garage to find that my partner was welding on the firewall of our 51 Fleetline. The welding broke through the firewall and ignited the moving blanket that was covering the motor from dust and such. My brand new billet distributor got the same thing I got...Screwed up. I couldn't resist this pic.
I was building a 30 prostreet A coupe, doing the frame at the time. You know, under the car and back up for a look from on top 100 times, in a rush, hit my head so damn hard almost knocked me out! Bleeding, had to stop for a bandage, got pissed, kicked at my old portable compressor while still on my back. Damned thing would never move when you wanted it to but rolled across the shop and stuck the handle THROUGH the front fender of my 62 Vette. NOW I was pissed. Shut the shop down for the night and got drunk! (after I bandaged my head). Sometimes a guy just has to take a time out.
No specific story but every time my wife catches me with a red shop rag and duct tape wrapped around whatever is bleeding and happily continuing on, she just shakes her head and says, " and you think that is fun?" Why yes dear, I do.
I opened the door of my A coupe and reached in to start it. Little did I know that the neutral safety switch was not wired properly and the trans was in reverse. It started and lunged backward into the brick wall smashing the left rear fender in the process. The open door caught me and slammed me into the same wall, cutting my head open and fracturing my vertabrae.
Same problem but never had a neutral switch. Car ran over my ankle and right through my garage door. The old post.
These posts are really good....Yesterday I was putting the front bumper back on my 51 by myself, and I was under the car legs sticking out, well I pushed the bumper up and it came off the brackets and fell, it hit me dead center of my crotch...well natural reaction is to sit up, I did and wacked my head really hard on the cross member. So here I am rubbing my head and holding my crotch and swearing!!!! but its all fun. John
Working under my car, had a socket drop onto my forehead. Natural reaction was to snap my head back - straight into the driveway. Which of course caused me to snap my head foreward - right into the frame of the car. This happened a few times before I managed to stop bashing myself senseless. Hurt like hell but I had to laugh.
Yeah, know those spring loaded hood hinges, the ones with huge heavy springs????? Do you know why they say when the hood's off, to either leave em up, or TIE them down? My head sure knows why.
Did that while building my 34.. The switch wasnt wired yet.. brand new gl*** fenders and rear apron that i got one **** of a deal on.. The car started and backed into the furnace and rolled the new rear pan almost under the car ?? Shut it off rolled it forward and everything came back into place ??? 2 hours later I bumped the furnace back into shape and had the heat back on.. Thank god it was in reverse i was thinking about this yesterday and kinda laughing but i sure woulda been pissed if it went thru the garage door. Dave
(quote)Dirty2 sez if you did not build your car you should SHUT UP! That is why I am in the same boat with you! Robert
Ya know the really stupid part is i got the roadster in the garage and the harley that i crashed in june and redone (11k damage) parked right in front of the roadster and i havent adjusted the neutral safety switch yet.. I think i got a project for the weekend Dave
Honestly, my car doesn't kick my *** too often...but my Customers cars beat me sensless all day, every day. Y'all wonder why I charge to work on this stuff...gotta pay the doctor bills somehow...
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