08-02-2015, 11:48 PM
"Curb" - The night that DJ broke a wheel one evening at Harrisonburg HS (before it was known as ice fishing). DJ got out of the car after the impact, and was understandably freaking out because of the damage, to which I replied "is it holding air?" Pause.... "yes, its holding air"... "So lets get out of here!" DJ jumps back in, we drive 30 or 40 feet, and then the wheel cracked and an audible "WOOSH" of air is heard, at which point the night started to suck. Had to call a cab to drive us back to Rockingham, where we picked up a spare wheel and jack and drove the SHO back out to change the wheel. I told DJ there was a curb there...
Blair / Paul / Justin and I giving Goodspeed Redbull and Everclear when we were all drinking Redbull and Vodka *every* time we were in Ashby and all the great nights that followed... I am not sure he ever caught on why he got wasted so much faster than the rest of us.
Strapping fireworks to a BMW dicast model and thinking that it was going to be the baddest thing ever.
Soldering a fuel pump into Ryan F's RX7 at 10pm at night, because that was gonna fix the idle issues, for real this time.
Boobies "and then" - "SPEECH!".
Getting yelled at for replacing the suspension on DJ's GSX by the Squire Hill management, and responding "we can leave it like this, or we can finish..." - they let us finish the job.
"Waiting for the pizza man" with Ryan T. To this day, I think that is the drunkest I have ever been.
Setting off DJ's alarm on his GSX when he was trying to get with some chick. 30 seconds later, DJ appears with a floor jack handle in his boxers running around the building, much to the delight of everyone waiting for him.
Flyer drops in Jeff's Bawlin turbo van.
Blair dragging a full tree branch through his house to use as a plunger w/ Shea in the bathroom.
Poppin bottles.
Anti-lag shifts in the GSX across the ISAT bridge.
Shooting the shit multiple afternoons at the train wreck known as Dryft, and learning that mechanics are way more interested in titty bars and drinking than the job at hand.
The Merkur GRM cars. Weasles in airboxes, cutting through exhaust pipe with a dremmel and getting metal shavings out of my arms for 2 weeks, Pete towing one across the alternate fuel lot and intentionally bending the core support 20 degrees (not knowing if the brakes on it worked, which luckally one of them did.)
The first time I went on track w/ Maeng at VIR and immediately spinning coming around T3, and him being in complete control afterwards and backing off the track to avoid oncoming traffic.
Disconnecting the exhaust on the SHO and trying to scare cows.
Mark's Fox and setting faster times at AutoXs when I rode in it because it evened out the weight distribution.
So this one time, when I was driving my Mercedes down to my lake house.....
Blair / Paul / Justin and I giving Goodspeed Redbull and Everclear when we were all drinking Redbull and Vodka *every* time we were in Ashby and all the great nights that followed... I am not sure he ever caught on why he got wasted so much faster than the rest of us.
Strapping fireworks to a BMW dicast model and thinking that it was going to be the baddest thing ever.
Soldering a fuel pump into Ryan F's RX7 at 10pm at night, because that was gonna fix the idle issues, for real this time.
Boobies "and then" - "SPEECH!".
Getting yelled at for replacing the suspension on DJ's GSX by the Squire Hill management, and responding "we can leave it like this, or we can finish..." - they let us finish the job.
"Waiting for the pizza man" with Ryan T. To this day, I think that is the drunkest I have ever been.
Setting off DJ's alarm on his GSX when he was trying to get with some chick. 30 seconds later, DJ appears with a floor jack handle in his boxers running around the building, much to the delight of everyone waiting for him.
Flyer drops in Jeff's Bawlin turbo van.
Blair dragging a full tree branch through his house to use as a plunger w/ Shea in the bathroom.
Poppin bottles.
Anti-lag shifts in the GSX across the ISAT bridge.
Shooting the shit multiple afternoons at the train wreck known as Dryft, and learning that mechanics are way more interested in titty bars and drinking than the job at hand.
The Merkur GRM cars. Weasles in airboxes, cutting through exhaust pipe with a dremmel and getting metal shavings out of my arms for 2 weeks, Pete towing one across the alternate fuel lot and intentionally bending the core support 20 degrees (not knowing if the brakes on it worked, which luckally one of them did.)
The first time I went on track w/ Maeng at VIR and immediately spinning coming around T3, and him being in complete control afterwards and backing off the track to avoid oncoming traffic.
Disconnecting the exhaust on the SHO and trying to scare cows.
Mark's Fox and setting faster times at AutoXs when I rode in it because it evened out the weight distribution.
So this one time, when I was driving my Mercedes down to my lake house.....
Why do people just post what they are thinking? Without thinking.
2012 Ford Mustang
1995 BMW 540i/A
1990 Eagle Talon TSI AWD
2012 Ford Mustang
1995 BMW 540i/A
1990 Eagle Talon TSI AWD