Most Embarrassing Moment

I could see the utter horror on everyone’s face as they turned to see what POS had just let one loose amongst the crowd. I cranked the car one more time and it fired, but only to reveal that I’d blown an exhaust manifold gasket on the passenger side. So with the car ticking like a bomb, I quickly put the car in gear and got the hell out of there.

My most embarrassing moment in a car was in my 2006 Dodge Charger with a 5.7 Hemi and a Flowmaster exhaust, anyway I was driving down I-75 towards Tampa, Florida when I see a first generation Mustang (circa 1964) so I decide I’m going to “say ‘Hi’.” So while doing about 75 mph, I popped it into neutral while I was next to him and revved the engine so he could hear the Flowmaster, took my foot off the gas expecting to just put it back in drive and take off..well I hit the gas pedal before the Transmission Control Module had a chance to figure out which gear it should be in and I just heard a THUD and the check engine light dinged and lit up and the vehicle refused to shift into gear, just kept revving like it was still in neutral, also the worst part was I was in a construction zone with concrete barriers right against the edge of the road on both sides so I had to just coast until I cleared them. Luckily nothing was damaged(except my pride) and I just had to pull over, put it in park and put it back in drive and I was good to go, after I took off again I saw him about 2 miles later and just drove by and hid my face, lol.

My most Embarrassing moment, involved a 1975 monte carlo.. a red light.. and a car full of girls. I was trying to rev the engine to impress the girls and got a cabin full of smoke. I blew the head gasket and had the steamy smokey cloud appear when the engine blew.. Yep, my friends and I, had to get out and push the car out of the intersection.. And, then wait for my mom to come pick us up.. truly embarassing!!

a broken timing belt on a main street. walked home. too many expenses already..walked back to car next day, pushed it myself as traffic started to get going, backwards up the road,into a supermarket parking lot. Not exactly out of the way, I proceeded to tear into the car where it sat, taking up a thruway for store parking..and to assure you this wasn’t slow: 30 minutes, radiator out, along with front end of engine, all back in, sparked up, and away I went…actually ya know. that wasn’t embarassing, I would post it again. I am in disbelief I have not one embarrassing moment, that is true…

Catching on fire at work.
Me hitting a pole.
Getting stuck next to the douchebag with a 100,000 dollar ’55 chevy pickup with two tone green/silver and suicide doors.

Carbuerator stud poking through the hood, before a show….

It’s slow. I cried.

I’m not sure what’s more embarassing for Dylan:

A – Backing into a fence
B – Owning a Cavalier
C – Actually posting that story

one time i decided to be cool and start my cavailer with everybody standing around u can check out the car above and its a 5 speed well anyway i figured out the hard way that the car was still in reverse when i tried 2 start the car it shot me backwards up a curb and into a fench there was no damage this all took place at a football game u could just imagaine all the people around

For me, It had to be driving around on the old motor. I had to change plugs every couple of months just to keep it on the road and basically didn’t waste my time cleaning the old plugs since they were so bad. We did a compression test to find I was driving around with 5 cylinders instead of 8.

During cruiser night in my El Camino.
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The carb had been giving me problems for a month or so before but somehow the bugs got worked out (so I thought) right before the night kicked off. I drove it fromm my house into the cruise crowd. I pull into the quick stop, shut it off, and run inside for some snacks. I come outside (a good dozen or so people/cars were pulling in) and jump in…..
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crank, crank, crank, crank, crank, POP!
crank, crank, crank, crank, starter assisted running, dead.
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Pop the hood open and take off the air cleaner. Thought the choke lever was caught on the air cleaner spacer.
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CRANK, CRANK, CRANK, WHOOSH!
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The carb floats got stuck wide open, thus causing fuel to vomit out and over the engine.
I Didn’t have my torx set with me so I couldn’t fix it on the spot. I had to call a tow truck and pick it up in the middle of the quick stop parking lot while tons of girls and classic cars were cruising by.
The tow truck had to take the main strip (where crusier night was taking place) to my house, talk about embarassing….
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I gave up on Edelbrock carbs after that night.

LOL beneath Jim

hahahaha

I don’t think that’s a legitimate post Jim. However, it is amusing.

THE POST BENEATH ME!
HAHAHAHAHA HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SO FUNNY!!!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH

one time, late at night, i snuck out to the garage where my hummer is parked…..
I unzipped and started fuck!ng it in the tail pipe
then my wife and kids opened the door and were like *Dad! What are you doing!?!?!?!*
They called the police and i got put in jail
it was all over the local news and on the front page of the newspaper….

yeah, that was pretty embarassing

I went to a private school in Grade 12 so rules were really tight. Anyways my friend’s mom was a teacher so he lived on the campus. I was coming back from a party around 1:00am not to late or anything. So I was passing by the girl’s dorm while driving my friend home in my dad’s silverado, I thought well this would be a good time to rev the engine really loud! Little did I know the teacher on duty was sitting in the car parked right next to me…and he was also a good friend of my dad’s. Ended up with a 8 hour detention on the weekend(sucked) and wasn’t aloud to drive my parents cars for a month(sucked more)

sorry about the double-post

this happened in my brothers car:
we had just got in his car to leave from walmart, which was right next to a cheerleading/dance studio
so as we drove by, a bunch of extremely beautiful girls came out, my brother being distracted, drove without looking into a lamp-post
they all laughed, and my floored it and fled
the damage was a broken lens on the headlight.

this happened in my brothers car:
we had just got in his car to leave from walmart, which was right next to a cheerleading/dance studio
so as we drove by, a bunch of extremely beautiful girls came out, my brother being distracted, drove without looking into a lamp-post
they all laughed, and my floored it and fled
the damage was a broken lens on the headlight.

play some heavy bass and showin off. i go into the store and come back out and my batery was dead.

Awhile back (okay, a long while back!) I got stuck 3/4 of the up on the throgs neck bridge in NY with a car load of kids and nagging (now ex) girlfriend! That wasn’t the embarrassing part though, It was the garbage truck the DOT sent to push us off the bridge, in rush hour traffic. We inched our way down in bumper to bumper traffic, pushed by a garbage truck, fielding jokes from the other motorists. “the garbage goes in the back of the truck” and comments of that sort abounded. I couldnt even hide, had to steer the Chevy Eurosport down the bridge.
After fixing the blown ignition module, I gave the car away to my ex’s father. Had to convince him to take it, and he drove a yugo! But he fell in love with it as soon as he figured out the heat actually worked in it, unlike his yugo. He never had a single problem with it, hes probably still driving it today…

My first car WAS an embarrassment… the whole time I owned it. It was a 1977 Datsun 200sx. Back then, Datsun’s designers gave that car character, unfortunately it was a cartoon character. It was yellow and when my sister gave it to me had a tri-color, thick brown body stripe wrapping around it, its brown plastic of multiple hues cracked from exposure and temperature changes over the years. I ended up covering the brown stripe with black electrical tape cause it looked so bad, but it was too late. It was nicknamed the “black banana” by my friends.
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The rear whirred. The rear tires got bald so I bought what I could afford… bias ply. Radials were on the front. It had a brown leather interior (woohoo!)… something to continue the black banana theme…
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I was vindicated by what I chose for my next car… a ’74 Formula Firebird 400 and my appreciation for American muscle and style hasn’t wavered since.

Cue Pastory Troy music…..

“Mah box Chevy…mah box Chevy….mah box chevyyyyy”

Nice dubs.

Most embarrassing moment? I went out to go get something at a store, and it was winter. I backed my truck up and drove over a parking block. Only half my wheels were over the block – the right side. So as you can see, I was 1/2 ahead and 1/2 behind the block. I was stuck as F***.

And then I had this brilliant idea: Use my jack to raise the truck so I could go OVER the block. So I crank it up…. I move the truck…..and BOOM the truck slips off the jack and the jack goes through my gas tank.

I had to park the truck, get a tow truck, buy a new gas tank and gas. I was out at least 600 bucks.

Oh in case anyone was wondering… the car backfired because of two reasons. The motor is brand new (just click 1000 miles on it) and As per recomendations by the engine builder he said not to put high octane in it till I was comfortable it had broken in some.
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To get it to run on the low grade gas I had to retard the timing quite a bit to get it to run well.
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Fast forward to Hemmings.. I had allready put in one tank of high test and octane booster after doing my plugs. This was my second attemp at putting in high test.
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When I got home and collected my pride off of the floor. I quickly got out the timing light and re-timed it for the higher grade gas I will now be running. I honestly forgot I had retarded the timing untill it backfired and I had 45miles to figure out what went wrong.

Trying to do a burnout in my ’66 Dodge a-100 in front of the school I was going to, I stretched the return spring on the throttle, and blew the block heater out the side of the engine. Sure, I was making a lot of noise, and there was a tonne of “smoke”, but in reality, I had a lot of work to do to fix that thing.

the lead donut. I hope that cars egr has taken a special backfire into another universe off the engine. Nice car by the way, the brown shades do it for me.Repost or not, I humor this place… I can’t remember an embarassing moment in an automobile. I guess that first trip out in a chevelle that had a straight six swapped for an outrageous 8 cyl had its moments. Car ran great, 500mile trip no problem.Was looking forward to it. It was very quiet to run. the v8 was still small under the hood, i could get under the hood with it comfortably. Anyway, radio cranked (I was just a youngster then) I knew the engine was revving taking off from the tollbooth in the rain. Thought nothing of it…until the back end went animal. Appearing to be out of control, a drifters wet dream.. All traffic on that busy masachussetts highway had to crawl behind me as I put on the unintentional circus act…all the way backwards around again, and stayed sideways around the corner on purpose…had to pretend I knew what I was doing into the 60s mph…like a jackass. I guess that is my embarrassing moment.It was kinda fun if premeditated.

Ohhhh Dave.
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That sucks!
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Nothing like a crowd to make it even better!!!!
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Luckily, I haven’t had anything go wrong in front
of a crowd of car enthusiasts…yet…
(knocks on wood…)
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I have had the entire neighborhood help push it when it was too slick in the ice and snow, and I kept getting stuck…
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Luckily, it was just my neighbors, and I wasn’t the only one having trouble.
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It’s funny how my Summer Pirelli’s didn’t do well in the ice!
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Once, when the zinc battery post melted and fried the starter wire, the car stalled in a big intersection, and I pushed it my self almost a block. Man, this car is HEAVY!
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Finally, several people helped me get it up the driveway…
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That wasn’t much fun either…