Well, this is the Borderline Blog for Boys. You really don’t need a sane reason for doing what you’re doing. Just do guy stuff, and we’ll post it. This is borderline borderline material, don’t ya think?
Maybe these guys could turn their engineering skills to a trampoline with wheels next.
[Thanks to longtime contributor Charles Schneider for sending that one along]
John Travolta as Forrest Gump. Sheesh. I’m not sure if it’s a crazy idea or not. I do know that I’m never again going to trust anything I see on the internet. Then again, I never trusted anything on the internet before, so I’m kinda ahead of the game, I guess.
I’ve actually driven an old Shelby Mustang back in the day. I worked at a body shop, and a Shelby had to be delivered, and I was a worthless scut worker, so I was elected. I was only 16 or 17 at the time. It had a floor shift, of course, but I’d driven three on the tree, so a clutch held no terrors for me. It had one of those white and powder blue color schemes that screams Shelby Mustang.
I’ll tell you something. It was a full time job keeping that car from launching itself into orbit. Steering didn’t matter, because you can’t turn the wheel five degrees off straight ahead and hope to live. I just wanted to keep the car on the ground, and I couldn’t do it. It left rubber in every gear, every time. It literally hopped forward like a rabid leopard when you stepped on the accelerator. To this day, I have no idea how either the car or I survived the trip. But it was a gas.