The worst thing you broke while showing off

well a few years ago......i was in a parade......i had been needing to change my radiator hose for a while....but was to lazy to do it........so then one day while in the middle of a parade in gonzalez tx. a town with a few enemies..........i thought i had been shot at ..my car popped like a gun and seemed to have jumped a lil......i opened the door to see all of the lil kids sitting on the street and curb jump up ..because of this gush of rusty ol red radiator fluid rushing towards them .....in the middle of the parade........i was so embar***ed i took the new hose ,,,which i had for about 6 mos....and changed it in about.......1 minute tops......i swear ...this lady brought me her ice chest with melted ice water and we filled it up and left the parade,,,,,, cut through the side and burned out........funny huh..

 

Back in the day cruising around the local high school I let my 69 Impala roll backwards,dropped into low and mashed the pedal for a great one wheel burnout.The trans never came out of first ever again.....Put my 70 Chevelle 2 door hardtop into a curb going sideways at 60 mph after hitting a dry patch of pavement during a light rain. Had to send a kid down the street to retrieve my 50 series tire and rim that snapped off.Car ended up on the sidewalk backwards just missing a light pole.Hit a set of raised railway tracks in my 66 Chevelle at about 100 mph and promptly drove the Gabriel Hijackers up through the trunk spring perches and all.Too much air pressure I guess.....

 

Thrashed the rear end in the Henry J while attempting to do a nice smoky burn out all I heard was metal grinding and not going anywhere after that! Which is now to the the point of rear brakes, new frame (old one is trash) and various other safety items. So in all its a good thing it happened I guess

 

Worst thing I ever broke....?
A sidewalk.
Decided to impress the crew at my local NAPA after adding injectors and a better Turbo to my Dodge Tow Rig. Slammed that puppy to the floor and promptly launched a section of sidewalk in the direction of their plate gl*** window.
Luckily, it fell short and nobody was hurt.

 

i had a nice little 66 chevy pick up w/a 327 4 speed . that 327 loved to rev to about 6500 rpms.......untill one night i pushed it up around 6800 rpms and the stock harmonic balencer decided to come apart , took out my water pump, hoses, rad. and put a nice inside out dent in my hood . now this all happened in front of a parking lot full of people at the local cruising spot , but hey i was 17 and if nothing else atleast i learned to watch my tach!

 

The worst thing you broke while showing off
Well we were running the
"Bare buns fun run"................

 

I built a pretty rusty 69D200 Dodge truck with a strong 318 and a 4spd. I pulled out of my driveway and laid into it, 1-2 shift at 5500rpm with 12x16.5 shoes on the back, they hooked. Ripped the axle bolts right off the springs and the axle climbed forward under the truck, hit the ditch and totalled the truck. This strong little 318 is now in my roadster in my avatar pic!

 

I don't know about the worst, but the most embarr***ing one happened at a friend's house. Back in '89 I had '76 Cobra II with a screaming 302 and a toploader behind it that would break them loose at just about any speed. We were chillin' out and getting the heavens on when one of the guys said I should see how long of a burnout I could leave on the road. When you're high everything sounds good so me and Steve get in and start at one end of the block and proceed to ruin a new set of tires when at about halfway down the street I blow one side of the exhaust off and it sounds like the end of the world between the open exhaust and the muffler bouncing around underneath the car. I shut it down and get out and see our other four friends on the ground laughing so hard they had tears in their eyes cause they thought I grenaded the engine. We pushed it into the driveway and proceeded to finish the party. The whole night there would be spontaneous laughter followed by the comment of how I blew the engine. I think the next day the were bummed when they found out it was just the exhaust.

 

Re: The worst thing you broke while showing off

my wifes ******....damn my girth!

 

My buddy and I picked up 67' dart GTX (Ya you dodge guys might want to move on now). Anyway we thought we would take it up to the gravel pit behind my house just to see what it would do before we did some body work to it. As we turned the corner in mid April there was some snow still across the end of the entrance. It was about 2.5 feet high not bad we will just blow through that and be on our way, RIGHT. Well we hit that at about 30 -35 mph. Guess what that snow was all ice, as we copied a scene from dukes of hazard it seemed like a lifetime for the car to hit the ground. As things came to a stop on the other side the car was wrecked bad. Togue bars pulled right out, fenders and hood smashed the wind shield and so on. I parted the car out for almost what I paid for it so it wasn't a total lose.

 

I decided it would be cool to grab second gear in my 70 short bed chevy truck right in front of my high school front office as school let out, the 4.11 posi 12 bolt held up fine, but I blew 2 springs right out of the clutch which then jammed the whole pressure plate. couldnt push the clutch in, and clanked to a stop with everyone watching. Then my dad has to pull me home with his pontiac phoenix, ego took a serious hit that day.

 

punched the gas pedal leaving out of my neighborhood in my 65 Riv, everything was cool until I realized the pedal stayed on the floor. You want to believe that only happens in the movies! I was doing 80 in .5 seconds in a residential area...not cool. Ended up tagging some anniversary edition cheesey corvette,... minimum damage done, but ended up with a spun bearing, replacing a fender, upper and lower bumper....and a clamshell headlight. Total damage done:13k I try to forget about that dark day.

 

My neighbor killed himself showing off on a motorcycle when I was a kid.

Ran it right into a tree and killed him dead. you could see the marks on the tree trunk from his teeth for years.

 

I had just finished swapping the cylinder heads, intake, and carb on my buddy's 55 ford customline which was a bit of a dog off the line and it was incapable of a respectable burnout and I was determined to change this. After some adjustments and casual driving around the block, I said "watch this" with a drawl to a handful of friends and neighbors, I revved it up and dropped it into low mashing the pedal to the floor and this awful sound came from the bottom of the car then the sound of steel hitting the street. The driveshaft looked like it had been peeled apart! I never heard of an ol' 292' shredding a driveshaft before and I convinced my friend this was not a bad thing but a bit of glory for the old ford.

 

I just fitted a new clutch in my old `34 3 window.It had a 289 with a t10 box.A few of the lads were round on a usual tuesday night garage meet at mine.I backed the car out into the street and took it out around the block a couple of times to check all was well.Then I decide to take it down the road a ways and turn it around and give the boys a drive past at Mach1....it dug in and went like crazy..red line in every gear..really moving..then a car pulled out of a side road and came right across me...I stood on the brakes and the car skidded 142 feet before it hit the other car and knocked it up the kerb into a tree.My oil pan had hit the deck on impact and split..luckily I had fitted a lap belt.I remember seeing the two women in the car just before impact...I some how got away with it and to this day I feel ashamed of what I might have done to those ladies...The traffic cop told me next day that the skid marks on the road were 142 foot long, but it did`nt make sense as that old car clearly could not have been travelling that fast!!
I was a total prat...and learned a lesson that has stuck with me....there is a right time and place for driving fast.

 

Neutral drop in my dad's '77 Dodge van.
It was his first (and only?) new car.
This happened probably in 1979 or 1980.

A buddy of mine was bummed because he couldn't get the tires of his dad's Saab to squeal. I told him the secret of reving it way up and dumping the clutch. He thought it was great and did it at every stop sign after that.

Then it was my turn to show him how to squeal the tires in my dad's window van. It had a strong 360 and the 727 ****** shifted just right. Then, while cruising around 30-35 mph, I put into neutral, reved it up, and popped it into low. It made a terrible bang. I quickly jumped on the brakes and broght it to a stop. Interestingly, the speedometer was still bounding around 10MPH and I kept hearing this klink-ta-tink sound repeating over and over until i jammed the ****** into park. Obviously, the driveshaft and the differential were no longer working in harmony. We happened to be in front of our scoutmaster's home. That location certainly wasn't in the plan.

After I called my dad from church (we were going to a church event -- gee, what good boys we were) and -- after he found out that we were all fine and no one was hurt in the least -- I heard him use the F-WORD. "So, you F***ED the van up, huh?" His language, while not perfect, was usually pretty good. So, that was a bit of a shock.

Anyway, the buddy with the Saab is now a highly respected doctor in my hometown, and I'm a technical/financial guy for a large multinational oil company.

 

My hip

 

I did the same thing to the core in my 60 Falcon 2dr post worse I got stomped by a 340 Dart as I did it. Anti freeze sticky all the way home and 10deg ate the window tint film off the windows also!

 

Wait till i put a new heater core in it.I will see if i can do it again.I was only spinning it up to about 6700 rpm when it blew.I 'd say thats a factory defect for sure.

 

my pride mostly , at 17 i tried doin a burnout in front of some chicks on my panhead and mostly busted my *** , what made it worse i couldnt pick the damn thing back up and had to ask the girls to help me im glad i dont know you fine people cause i have not copped to this in years

 

........wind ........

 

I came into a 15mph corner at 60mph with my '65 chevy stepside. I was showing my buddy how well my suspension work was improving the cornering of my truck. I'd done it twice before without incident, but this time I had recently ripped my left motor mount out. Halfway into the corner, my motor tips up (we were turning left), and pins the throttle. Did I mention the 12 bolt posi? We ended up flopping head over heals, and taking a 6 foot chunk out of a telephone pole. Thank god we had put those lap belts back in the truck when we swapped out the cab! The windshield popped out and slid on it's face for about 100 feet, but it didn't break! When we got it flipped back over, we changed the right front wheel out (it was bent about 6 inches over), added some oil and gas, and drove it home! Old iron sure is tough!

 

dropped the hammer on my 64 impala ss ,{ it had a one peice driveshaft out of a 69 chevelle in it we had flopped the metal plate from bottom of the frame to the top to allow this } it had a very healthy 406 small block and a turbo 350 . broke the yoke , the driveshaft hit the ground bounced back up and came through the floor pan . took me a while to fix that one . if that metal plate hadnt been there i might of had something more than my pride get hurt that day .

 

My bank account...

 

bones and valve springs

 

My 39 Ford coupe and I were going to show them all, at the drive in restaurant where we all hung out, how a car should perform. I popped the clutch, layed 1/4 inch of rubber, and blew up the transmission. There was gear lube and sharp pieces all over the parking lot. The owner came out screaming ****** murder, and to add to the shame of it all, he banned me for a month. That was cold.
I also tried to surf a very large puddle doing about 45mph on a back road after a storm. Don't do it. I had to have my diaper changed. We hydro planed, and I was lucky we didn't get killed.
Same car, I driving between 2 buildings to avoid the long arm of the law, and ran over a telephone pole that was placed as a baracade to prevent idiots like me from driving between the buildings. The carnage inside the car was unbelievable ( no seatbelts), but that car was tough. We did escape.
Bob

 

Factory 4 wd 1957 chevy truck. 38 inch tires and a 375 hp small block. Dropped the clutch and proceded to break the u bolts and spit the entire rear axle out the back of my truck. It was cl***ic, in a kinda sad way.

 

1970 Chevelle front wheel drive car with a 6-71 blown small block chevy..

Pulled out from the Chevelle club car show in Glendale Az..... opened up all 8 barrels of the carbs. Usually I would lift to close the secondaries during a shift. This time I held my foot in it during the 1-2 shift.

I blew out the chain of the t-425 trans axle. Dumped all the trans fluid onto Grand Ave in front of Sands Chevrolet where the show was located.

At the same point in time , I had the car in the Auto trader for sale. I received a couple of calls from guys that thought I blew the rear end out. LOL

 

Seems to be a common theme in this thread--either launching or pulling a shift. In my case it was a shift...

Long ago, in a place far away, I was out cruising in my '58 Ford 2-dr hardtop. It had a '59 352 Police Interceptor FE engine with a cam and a 427 dual quad setup, with a 4-speed.

It commonly used to pop the doors open onto the safety latches when I pulled second gear, in fact after this incident I switched the drivetrain over into a '58 2-dr post car which stood up much better, at least for a while until I moved on to a different car, which if memory serves me right was a '61 Comet with a front axle (g***er-style) and a 301 Chevy with a four -speed.

Anyway, this one evening, to the delight of some bystanders, I pulled a second gear power shift--and it all happened at once. I don't know whether a wheel got airborne momentarily on a bump or just what happened, but in the end the rear universal broke, the driveshaft fell out onto the ground, the right rear leaf spring had wrapped up and broken some leaves and it took the spider gears out of the rearend. Needless to say it came home via tow truck that night...

Aaah, what memories!

 

Seems to be a common theme in this thread--either launching or pulling a shift. In my case it was a shift...

Long ago, in a place far away, I was out cruising in my '58 Ford 2-dr hardtop. It had a '59 352 Police Interceptor FE engine with a cam and a 427 dual quad setup, with a 4-speed.

It commonly used to pop the doors open onto the safety latches when I pulled second gear, in fact after this incident I switched the drivetrain over into a '58 2-dr post car which stood up much better, at least for a while until I moved on to a different car, which if memory serves me right was a '61 Comet with a front axle (g***er-style) and a 301 Chevy with a four -speed.

Anyway, this one evening, to the delight of some bystanders, I pulled a second gear power shift--and it all happened at once. I don't know whether a wheel got airborne momentarily on a bump or just what happened, but in the end the rear universal broke, the driveshaft fell out onto the ground, the right rear leaf spring had wrapped up and broken some leaves and it took the spider gears out of the rearend. Needless to say it came home via tow truck that night...

Aaah, what memories!