was pulling out of a mates workshop yesturday and this young fell maybe only 18 roared past in an old 91 falcon i think it was, Anyways he swung a hard right and started smoking the rears and fully drifting round this corner. he was going so fast and hard that he didnt straighten he just did a big horseshoe and T-boned a parked Jeep that was round that corner. He ripped his bumper off and destroyed the side of the poor fellas jeep that he had parked there while he did a hard days work.. The young guy got out then he got swamped by the workers of the factory I felt sorry for him but i guess he learned the hard way.

I also had a young fella one day try to undertake me in a VQ statesman on the high way he was showing off and not looking ahead but right at me doing about 70km/h and didnt see the parked tray back ute at the side of the highway!! he was ok but both cars were an absolute right off!!

Has anyone else got some funny story they might wanna share about young hoons paying the price?

Havent you learnt anything from that guy that gives sermons at church?...Captain whats his name.

I was waiting at a set of lights when some bloke in a VN s***box proceeded to try and light it up turning onto the road I was on. He gave it too much stick and ended up facing the wrong way bogged in the sandy median nature strip. It was the funniest thing Ive seen in a long time.

Geez Jim, I thought it was going to end nasty, with him wiping out your box trailer!

It reminded me of an incident I had years ago with the car trailer. I was heading up to Hawkesbury swap, towing the (loaded) car trailer up the Northern Rd, and had just crossed over the M4. There was a left lane that ended (its now 2 lanes), and this clown in an AE86 twin cam corolla came belting up the left, his front bumper got to my passenger door before he realised he was quickly running out of road, and he tried the whole "Im so good, Ill wipe your back bumper as I change in behind you" move. Needless to say, he forgot about the trailer hed passed mere seconds before, and turned straight into it. He then hit the brakes, and the wheels & guard shredded the whole side of his car!

I pulled over, and was told in no uncertain terms that "it was all your fault bro cause you was towin this thing and you shouldnt be towing when you drive a car." I asked him if hed mind waiting around for the cops so I could be arrested for this so called illegal activity, and got a "no, no, no police, but you must fix my car that you smash"
He still wasnt getting that it was his fault, and he was very edgy.

I rang the cops, who told me they wouldnt come out unless a car needed towing, luckily his did, so they agreed.
While waiting for them, I found the 2 grease caps, and bent the guard off the tyres! 2 tow-trucks turned up too.

Before the cops got there, his mate turns up. I was expecting a confrontation, and stood near the towies just in case - but the corolla driver jumped in his mates car & they both took off! When the cops came, I told them the rego of the "getaway" car - both it & the corolla were registered to the same address. While they were taking a quick statement, a radio call came out to look for a "stolen red 1987 corolla hatch" - same rego as this one... The cop I was talking to just laughed & said they do it all the time when they have a prang and dont have a valid licence. He was rather keen to go around & pay a visit to that address, and asked me for a full description of the guy - including the clothes he was wearing.

I hoped hed get caught & cop not only some sort of neg driving charge (cop mentioned fail to merge safely as his fine) but also something for leaving the scene, and failing to exchange details. Never heard any outcome though, as I had no real damage & didnt need to claim.

Cheers,

Mick
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Around 12 or so months ago I was driving along South Road near the Regency Park TAFE in Adelaide when I noticed a red BA Falcon coming at me from behind at a great rate of knots. This thing was flying and I could tell that there was no way he could slow down before he hit me.
I quickly pulled into the left hand lane and a split second he flew past me like I was standing still closely followed by some sort of 80s era Japanese import (dont know what it was but it was an older car not sold in Australia.)
I must admit that I was a bit pissed at these clowns and figured Id follow them and if given the opportunity, sort them out.
I followed as best I could without breaking the speed limit.
They got stuck at the lights at Grand Junction Rd/South Rd intersection and I could see them about 6 cars ahead of me. I could also clearly see the P Plate on the rear of the Falcon. I also got his rego number. I couldnt get the rego of the other car.
When the lights changed they took off and were bullying other drivers into changing lanes so they could continue their high speed cat and mouse game.
Eventually they got clear of the traffic and disappeared at high speed.
I lost hope of seeing them again but as I was coming down the bridge over Pt Wakefield Rd on the Salisbury Highway I spotted the Falcon up ahead. I couldnt see the little green car and never saw it again.
The Falcon got caught at the lights at Elder Smith Drive which heads into the suburb of Mawson Lakes.
The lights changed and the Falcon who was at the front of the queue took off and proceded to try and smoke the tyres around the corner.
He managed to get the rear end to slide out to the left and then over corrected and it swung out to the right. He was in all sorts of strife now and after over correcting again it swung out to the left and the rear of the car mounted the curb and hit a light pole smack bang on the lh rear quarter.
It was a bloody hard impact and absolutely trashed the car.
The whole rear of the boot was pushed about a foot to the right, the rear window shattered, the diff was detached from the car.
The thing was a 100% write-off.
I pulled up right behind him and realised he was ok as he got straight out the car to check out the damage.
I got on my mobile and rang the cops. I must admit that I did feel guilty when the operator asked if I needed an ambulance to be sent there. I should have asked for an ambulance first but I figured he was ok and was still pretty pissed at him.
I went up to him and asked him if he was ok which he said he was.
He was a very young guy. Probably not even 18 and he was very quiet and meek.
I asked him if it was his car or his parents and he said it was his. I said "well you certainly did a good job of it". He had to agree. :-)
Thats when I stopped being Mr Nice-Guy and told him that it was nothing compared to what I was going to do to him if I had caught him. I asked him about his racing the other vehicle and that I was the guy he nearly cleaned up. He was looking pretty bloody sorry for himself right about then.
I simply told him that I had called the cops and would be giving a full statement regarding the cause of the accident and his behaviour just prior to it.
I then went back to my car and waited for the cops.
The cops arrived and spoke to him. Im not sure what he said to them but there were no tickets or anything handed out.
When the cop left to walk back to his car I approached the cop and told him I was a witness to the accident and told him what caused it and told him all about the street racing etc.
It was obviously completely different to what the young lad had told him and he thanked me for the info and got my details in case a statement was needed.
His last comment to me was that he was basically going to go back to the young lad and throw the book at him.
There was a part of me that felt sorry for the lad as he did seem like a nice young kid but his behaviour and the speed he was travelling at put my life and those of other motorist around him in danger so he deserved all he got.
As I drove off the cop had him bailed up and was writing out some tickets. I gave them a toot and a wave. :-)
His dad had turned up by them too and neither one of them was looking too happy ;-)

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Back in the eighties my mates and I used to hang around an ice skating rink here in Perth. There would often be a bunch of us hanging around the car park in our cars long after the rink had closed. One of my mates had a HQ coupe that was his pride and joy. In an effort to impress the girls he nailed it across the car park driving across the parking bays to avoid the speed humps. So far this was a good idea as the car park was deserted at that end...apart from the Datsun parked in the shadow of a large sign. He probably would have seen it if he had been sitting upright instead of reclined back lowrider style (looking through the screen at the road instead of out the drivers side window at the girls would have helped too). I still dont know who I pitied more, my mate, his Monaro, or the owner of the 180B! :)

i can rember back in the 1984 i was picking up my mate for work in a custom xlt f100 4wd and a cute chick was walking on the other side of road and i couldnt keep my eyes off her, mean while the f100 jump the guter and i nearly clean up a telophone booth,i learnt my lesson with this, i was more causes the next day.i still laugh to myself about it.anybody else done anything like this,would be good to read about it.now dont be shy?

Not me but my Cousin was riding his motorbike and having a perve at the same time that the car in front of him stopped for some reason.

The bike bent the cars rear bumper and he flew clean over the car and landed in front of it.

Thankfully no one was hurt but it could have ended badly. He decided to get a car licence shortly thereafter and bought a car.

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If at first you dont succeed then skydiving is not for you.

A couple of incidents come to mind. This one was back in the 90s.
Im walking part the drive through at my local. Our hero was one a borrowed Ducati, rather than his Harley. Still wearng the compulsary flat black open face helment

From memory he had swung by to see the girlfriend, who worked there.
Anyway our hero decides to make impress all by giving the Duke plenty of revs and shooting off into the sunset.

Alas, he forget he was on a bike with real go, not his usual tractor.
Up comes the front wheel, the Duke is now vertical, and he goes the length of the drive through, dancing with the bike, in thongs,desperatley trying to back off the throttle. He eventually succeeds, front wheel comes down, throws a leg over it and roars off.

All caught on the security tapes for the entertainment of all.

This goes way back to the late 70s. Had stopped at servo after the drive in. The usual crowd was there. stuff all open in Bissy at that hour back then. Young fella-so was I back then, on a Honda 750 also decides to make an impressive exit infront of the punters. And in front of the cops in the XC (told you it was a long time ago), daring them to chase him.

Lots of revs, up comes the front wheel. Down comes the bike. On top
of our daredevil. To crown it off, the cops then lift the bike of him. No ticket, just a lot of lecturing, all watched by about 100 bods, mostly falling down with laughter.

In both cases, no injuries except for pride.

A tarted up Fairmont is NOT a legendary muscle car.

I used to drive 100ks out into the country every day for work, and man did I see some crazy things on that road. But the best would have to be the young guys in the VS towing a car trailer. I will set the scene.

Come up on a line of traffic, maybe 4 cars long. Lead car was a caravan. doing maybe 10ks under the limit. Then a couple of other cars, then the P platers towing then me. Now first thing I notice, the P platers in the VS are towing a car trailer with the car on the trailer backwards. First alarm bells. Anyways I follow for about 5 ks just enjoying the scenery and not wanting to get to work too early. But the boys in the VS are keen to get things moving, they keep sticking their nose out looking for a nice place to overtake. Now I am not exactly sure what they were thinking, they are towing and have to overtake 2 cars and a caravan in 1 go. Anyways they find a nice downhill stretch and they go for it, they pull out and flatten it. Next thing I know is the trailer starts wagging its tail like my dog that has not seen me for a week. By now I am hard on the anchors as it can only end in tears.

I am talking wagging that takes up 2 lanes here, not your usual sway, it was a violent slap from side to side. Then the brake lights on the VS come on, they tried to brake, the trailer loved this idea, it over took the tow car and swung it around and smashed it into the guard rail. Ah the carnage. When the dust had settled, the VS was on its roof, the trailer had half mounted the guard rail, and the car that was on the trailer had cleared the whole lot and parked its self nicely in the farmers paddock some 20 meters from the action.

I helped out by dragging the VS front wheel (with struts still attached) off the road. Both kids were OK, but I so wanted to give him a lecture on impatience (and correctly loading a car for towing) but I over heard him telling another motorist that he had borrowed his brothers (uninsured) car to tow his broken down car home. I think the ass kicking he would have got from the brother would be punishment enough. Plus having to replace that hire trailer that he just destroyed.

I made a quick exit before the cops arrived. Afterall, I didnt wanna be late for work. But sure made an interesting story once I got there.

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We bought a HZ for $80 once. The guy was selling it as a rolling shell with no motor or box (we only needed some panels & suspension bits, so it was perfect).

Typical of a car with no engine, the front was 4 inches higher in the air than normal, but we still loaded it the right way (although being a roller it shouldnt have mattered).

The sway above 60-70km/h was so severe, that we had to keep it under 60km/h the entire way home and ended up going the back way through suburbia to avoid the 80 & 100km/h roads wed normally take.

Got the thing home, started working on pulling it apart, lifted the boot & there was a trimatic & a pair of red 202s sitting in there..... Rang the seller back ready to give him a mouthfull for his stupidity, and he just said "I thought youd want them as spares so I chucked them in."

Cheers,

Mick
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Judge a successful man not on how he treats his peers, but on how he treats those less fortunate.