What's the biggest "thing" you've ever HIT in your hot rod/custom?

we hit billy bobs! after the car show in fort worth one year ?

 

I was a witness to the strangest collision with a tree.
My buddies dad had a 57 Plymouth and we just happened to be playin hook from school we were 14 at the time, anyway my buddy came up with the bright idea we were going to take the 57 around the block.
He got it started and was wackin the throttle i guess getting it warm for some unknown reason he pushed the R button and the 57 started going backwards at a high velocity!
OOPs i forgot to mention the drivers door was open and there was a tree about 6' away and about 3' round. The door hit the tree then the fender then the hood and took out the windshield before he figured out what the brake pedal was for.
And he never let off the gas?
I was standing on the sidewalk watching this whole deal happen and couldn't believe it!
I didn't see bob at school for a wile....

 

A Foster's Freeze Drive-In.

 

I was waiting for that one.

 

man those pics made my stomach do a flip.

 

I was hiballin' and in the middle of a corner in my Buick powered 47 Chev coupe and a GD dog ran out onto the road. I swerved to miss the dog and was negotiating my way down the sidewalk and had to make the choice of a stone wall or a telephone pole. I hit the pole. The car was finished and I loved it, so I used the time fixing the left front fender to put chrome reversed Buick wheels and 57 Corvette tail lights on it. I drove it in primer until I sold it years later.

 

about 2 weeks after I painted my 53 F100, I was letting it warm up in the garage one morning before work. I ran into the house to kiss the old lady goodbye and come back out to find it sticking halfway out the garage. The bolts on my JOKAR shifter came loose, allowing it to slip into reverse. The driver's door was open and subsequently

 

I ran over a mailbox with my 46 hudson pickup, the hudson made it through unscathed but sadly the mailbox wasn't very healthy afterward.
Early one morning (o'dark thirty) while I was in college I was driving my 84 Accord to pick up my girlfriend, a metal drainage pipe coupler had fallen off of a truck and I ran right into it, big noise even bigger light show, sparks everywhere as it caught under the front suspension. Blew one tire off of its rim, no other damage except for the heart condition it gave me.

I also t-boned a late 80's escort (14 year old girl at the wheel learning to drive and hadn't yet mastered stopping at stop signs. My 67 Mercury took it in stride but had a tougher time with the ditch that I drove into after smacking the escort....pushed the front end up and in 3 feet, I was wearing a seabelt (lap belts only in the 67) , bent steering wheel with my face...good times

 

OOPS, folded the driver's door into the cowl. I called in sick that day..............so, the biggest thing I ever hit was the pillar between the double doors of my garage, but I wasn't in the car and neither was anybody else. It's all fixed now but I have to adjust the hinges and striker plate about every 6 weeks instead of just the striker plate,heheh.........

 

Hit a 6x6 with the 58 coming back for GGs Indy a few years back. Caravaning, the Truck with the stretch cleared it. The Deuce 3 window went around. The "A" went around. Regret Got around. The 36 3 Window went around. The late model Buick Roadmaster went over it. I had no idea until I centered up on it and CABOOM! Sounded like an explosion! Bent the cross member, dented the headers in several places. Dented the exhaust. Lucky me, did hurt the oil pan or trans pan. Flattened the front of the cross member and pinched the brake line completely off. My wife swore it lifted the car off the ground when we hit it but I'm sure it just felt like it. Anyway, That was the limit of the damage and felt pretty good about that.

 

WAAAAY back in High school I usta hit the ditches in my falcon trying to hit rabbits and chickens. I put notches on my steering wheel for every one I hit. In '74 I hit 2 cats screwin' in the middle of the hi way, in my Javelin and in 76 I hit a buzzard in the ass when he was taken off in my AMX. Then in about '86 I hit 2 deer, one with the left fender and one with the right in an 81 ford. About '98-99 I hit 2 possums screwin in the middle of the road in my T-bucket. I ran over an armadillo on my Honda 1100 a couplas yrs ago, THAT ONE scared the shit outta me...........

 

The dessert floor just east of Barstow Ca on I40 (Route 66). Put my 40 Chev sedan on its side then slid down a 45 degree bank and the roof stopped the slide where it leveled out again. Was tow barring it behind a 72 ElCamino - they make terrible tow cars - too light in the rear.

 

i doored a former brother-in-law one afternoon as he was running down the sidewalk after using my sister as a punching bag..
new door skin $100
touch up paint $50
replacing left front tire $125

F#$$in up a sister beatin Azzhole: priceless

 

damn rob! when you told me you hit the couch, i thought you meant from a
night out partying.

 

Back in the late 80's I had a drunk hit my 29 Ford Pickup. He ripped the drivers side fenders off the truck and ripped the rear out from under it. The truck was totaled and he had no insurance.

 

about 40 years ago, the brakes gave out on my 55 Pontiac 2 dr hardtop just as I was pulling into the driveway, and ran head-on into my Dad's car. smashed his car pretty good, mine had hardly a scratch. He wasn't impressed.

 

ford focus.... he rolled a stop sign, and came out in front of me... sure fucked his car up

 

That reminds me. A buddy of mine totalled his 6 month old 61 Sunbeam Alpine by hitting a pig on the highway at night. They had to take him to the hospital for cracked ribs and a banged head. The insult was that he was 15 miles out of town and it took over half an hour for the ambulance to get to him.
Bob

 

This is more bizzare, but I was almost helpless with laughter because of the release it provided after such a serious situation. I was flying a fighter aircraft and had just entered the traffic pattern for landing when I had a critical hydraulic failure. I declared the emergency and landed as quickly as possible. The two fire trucks were in such a hurry to get to me that they ran into each other. I was trying to get unbuckled and scramble out of the airplane that could go boom, and they were staring at their two f#$%ed up trucks. There must have been a lot of explaining.

 

back when I lived on the east coast. In the fall I would rip through pile of leaves this older man would rake into the street for the leaf sucker to come buy and pick up. well one year he got wise to me and put a nice big concrete block in the pile.... needless to say i avoid piles of anything like the frigin pleague.. if you know the east coast and how nice everything rots you can only imagine the out come... it not only destroyed the right side of my suspention but pieceses of the block came throgh the floor boards of my 69 c/10... that was almost 20 years ago... man i'm getting old!!!

 

Just got my hot rodded Mustang on the road, took it to the car wash for the first time. Left it idling in neutral because it had a habit of vibrating out of Park. Damned thing jumped into 1st (reverse pattern) and it idled out of the stall. I was trying to hold it back but my sneakers were sliding on the soapy concrete. It drug me all the way through the vaccum section and drove itself up a chain link fence.

 

Hit a seagull that was munching on something dead on the road with my 48 chev. It was foggy and he did not see me coming. He took off a little too late and bounced off my windshield like a basketball. I was doing about 70.

 

Birds die in an explosion of feathers and cat and squirrel tails flip like helicopter rotors. Cement based light poles don't lose. But the best of mine. Buddy and I during spring break driving from Rochester NY to Chicago. Big time snow storm around Dayton. I'm looking out the passenger window for the road edge. "Holy shit, stop the car." A semi had rolled, full of PBR. NO SHIT. Needless to say we hit that wreck pretty hard.

 

Number of small accidents but the best I never could explain with a straight face.

Its was my 73 vw beetle that would move in the middle of the night with no one in it and take out the neighbors shrubbery, smack into palm trees, end up on the other side of the street.

For the longest time I thought it was a prank until one of my neighbors complained about the starter noises in the middle of the night. Car went well over 1/4 of a mile up the street once. Never found the electrical gremlin that caused it, only happened on damp nights through.

 

How'd that work out for you?

 

60-Ton mobile crane with my 1956 Corvette. The crane was not damaged.

 

Fucking deer. No, I didn't drive a custom or a rod, but I was driving the stink out of a VR6 Golf in 1996 after arriving from a long flight. I dropped a colleague off and was heading home up a nice twisty road I knew very well. It was 11:30, and doing at least 15 over through light fog (the fog lights were working very well, thank you), I crested a hill I knew would be followed by three small dips.

I settled into the first "dip", feeling the car settle, crested the second rise. The second "dip", then a larger dip, which now had a stag silhouette diectly in my lights. It was an outline of the Hartford Insurance deer, staring me down. As I braked as hard as I could without skidding, he walked SLOWLY to the right shoulder, and missed the front corner of the VW by literally inches.. As I came closer to where the stag was, a doe was following 4-5 feet behind..

At 15 mph, the driver's side pillar lifted her neck as her shoulder contacted the driver's side mirror. The mirror contacted the side wondow with a SNAP! Finally, the car stopped, and both deer, unfazed, just walked slowly away.

I was digging deer hair out of the rubber seam for a week, and the side window was crazed from being smashed with the side mirror. A hand-sized dent in the front fender must have been where her chest or shoulder must have been.

 

I was in a 74 Camaro and hit an upright piano, what beautiful music it made!!! Took about 20 minutes to get the steel cables un tangled

Dave

 

Driving too fast in a 69 Bug on a dirt road I met a boulder. The impact sent me sideways into a barbwire fence. About one minute later a guy rode up on a horse and we basically heaved the car off the rock and I drove it home.

A couple years later I worked the graveyard shift at the Unocal refinery in Rodeo. I was driving home at 6AM in the same car on a winding 2 laner. I rounded a tight curve and just managed to stop short of a huge Hereford bull standing in the road. We stared dumbly into each others eyes for a minute and then 3 cowboys rode up on horses, tossed a lasso over his head and easily led him away. A great moment.

A dove flew into the wire wheels of my Olds convertible and disappeared in an explosion of feathers. I don't know what the hell he thought he was doing but I felt real bad about that.

10 years ago I ran over a fresh deer carcass with my Dart convertible. I'll bet I could find some hide bits if I went and looked right now.

 

A deer, took out the headlight and part of the fender.
Loads of fun