[rec.autos] $10k Import Car Tangent, and True Blooded American Hicks

bsb@pyramid.UUCP (10/23/87)

In article <223@pierce.UUCP> ihnp4!pierce!shz (Seth Zirin) writes:
>This reminds me of a personal experience of my own.  Driving home from 
>school at Stony Brook one winter in my father's 1971 Cadillac Sedan DeVille
>(over 3 tons!), I encountered heavy snow and a VW bug stalled in the left
>lane of the Northern State Parkway.  Unfortunately, I was traveling at 55mph
>(down hill!) and did not see the stopped car until less than 200 feet away
>(there was a curve in the road).
>Since I could not stop or go around, I tried to hit the VW as squarely
>as possible to minimize unnecessary torque in the collision.  The impact 
>caused the VW to hit another car 30 feet in front of it, the radio flew out 
>of the VW's dash and shattered his rear window, and the car was totaled (front
>and rear)!  Since the only damage to the Caddy was a slightly twisted bumper 
>guard, I drove the poor fellow home.  Luckily his head was not in the 
>trajectory of the radio.

	Is this bullshit,  or have I been asleep while the Laws of Physics 
	were completly overhauled?!
	Let me try to understand this...
	He was driving a 3-ton+ Caddy downhill in the snow at 55mph,
	rear-ended a VolksWagen, throwing it into the rear of another
	car, also launching the radio from the dashboard through the
	rear window,  and he `drove the poor fellow home.'
	I don't suppose that the `poor fellow' had sustained any neck
	injuries!?  And the car that he was catapulted into was damaged
	in any way!?  I know... don't tell me!  It was an indestructable-
	Cadillac too!  Right!  Wow,  I'm going out to buy one *RIGHT NOW*!
	
	A flamers job is never done!  Just when you think that the average
	IQ is on a steady incline,  along comes one of these guys. Sorry, maybe
	his article is just a little too surrealistic for my taste.  Don't
	get me wrong,  it would make a great Saturday Night (Live) sketch...
	Or for that matter,  *That's Incredulous*!!  Cathy Lee Crosby would
	have spooged in her bikini-briefs for a chance at this one!
	
	`...ya,  I was driving my 747 down the Interstate,  when Mothra
	threw balls-of-flame at my jet... ya that's it!  Mothra!  Ah,
	He thought my Jumbo-Jet was Godzilla.  But luckily my wife, Farrah
	Fawcett calmed me down.  Ya,  Farrah,  that's my wife!  That's the
	ticket.  Then we slammed into a VolksWagen at *Mach 7*...
	and walked out of it with only minor cuts to our Ego's...'	


								Brian Brumfield
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