My story will never sound as good as one of Hal Copple's, so I won't even go there!
I had to haul #747 down to my Allstate agent at lunch today. They wanted to check the car in person, do their little checklist and get a copy of the appraisal. A relatively short jaunt (5 miles each way with about 20 stop lights) right through the heart of Yorba Linda....almost a straight line.
So I strap on the 4-point (for looks, of course....it just looks so much cooler when you have those shoulder belts on
) and thunder down the road. A guy to the right of me nearly rear-ends an SUV after following me for about 1/4 mile and not paying attention.
Then on the way back, this lady driving an SUV starts driving really erradic and I'm thinking to myself "WTF?!?". She pulls up on my right side and rolls down her left rear window. Her two kids (maybe ages 5-7) stick half their bodies out of the window to check out the car, pointing the whole time.
Having kids of my own, I wanted to give them a polite wave back, but then I started thinking "Damn! Those kids are not buckled in!" I'm sure she's a good Mom, but that was a moment of stupidity.
So I get finally get home and pull her into the garage. About 5 minutes later the wifey starts complaining of the exhaust odor working its way into the house (I closed the garage door). "You better find a better place to park that car....it's making me sick!"
I learned Rule #1....After a drive, leave the garage door up and let the car vent a little.
Rule #2....After a drive, enter the house from the front door and not the garage door.
I might set up a portable fan so that I can direct the beast's breath out to the street side.
-Deano