Bill and Ted's Excellentes Aventures

[tikay]

The questions are WAY too hard for me, so I can't enter, but I hope the trip goes well, & you get the lot.

Well done in cashing in the UKPC 6-Max, too. Tough field, that.

The answers are all in the thread Tikay!!

Failing that, tell us about your first car?

My first car?

Not sure what that has to do with anything, but as you ask, it cost me £35, plus £40 for Third Party, Fire & Theft Insurance. This would be in 1964, as I was just 17.

On my first ever outing in it, I visited a pub at the top of Wembley Hill for a drink with some mates. I used to drink a goodly bit then. (I was 17, & quit drinking 4 years later, never to touch alcohol again). 

When I came out of the pub, the car was gone. Can you believe that, my car, stolen, the very first time I used it?

So, off to the Police Station it was to report the theft.

At the desk, there was a woman in front of me, complaining that a black Ford Prefect had run down Wembley Hill, driverless, & ploughed into her Hillman Minx. It seems the driver had failed to apply the handbrake. It was a few minutes before the penny dropped.

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[david3103]

Ed obviously knew that your first car story would be of classic quality.

I started having cars some years later but there were still Ford Prefects around and a girlfriend of the time owned one for a while. The wipers were powered by the exhaust gases somehow, which made for difficulty seeing through the windscreen when it was raining while you went uphill.

My own first car was a 1963 Mini. Designed to facilitate the ingress of water through the floor in heavy rain they were. A memorable trip from Northampton to Nottingham produced a tidal wave as I stopped at the top of the slip road off the M1. My girlfriend of that time (now my wife) was wearing loons and they were soaked from hem to knee. Strangely the only piece of the car's floor that didn't get wet was the driver's footwell.

[tikay]

Ed obviously knew that your first car story would be of classic quality.

I started having cars some years later but there were still Ford Prefects around and a girlfriend of the time owned one for a while. The wipers were powered by the exhaust gases somehow, which made for difficulty seeing through the windscreen when it was raining while you went uphill.

My own first car was a 1963 Mini. Designed to facilitate the ingress of water through the floor in heavy rain they were. A memorable trip from Northampton to Nottingham produced a tidal wave as I stopped at the top of the slip road off the M1. My girlfriend of that time (now my wife) was wearing loons and they were soaked from hem to knee. Strangely the only piece of the car's floor that didn't get wet was the driver's footwell.

There was an "airbox", which was about the size of a shoe-box, & that powered the (single) wiper. The push/pull "on/off" switch was on the headlining, next to the rear-view mirror.

If your foot was on the accelerator (as in driving uphill) the wiper stopped completely, so in heavy rain, you had to ease your foot off the pedal momentarily to get a wipe of the windscreen. As the car only had 3 Gears, & was grieviously under-powered, (top speed 61mph, 0-50 took 23 seconds) this made travelling uphill in the rain quite an experience.

Downhill, well, the wiper would be rotating at the speed of light.

[Karabiner]

The questions are WAY too hard for me, so I can't enter, but I hope the trip goes well, & you get the lot.

Well done in cashing in the UKPC 6-Max, too. Tough field, that.

The answers are all in the thread Tikay!!

Failing that, tell us about your first car?

My first car?

Not sure what that has to do with anything, but as you ask, it cost me £35, plus £40 for Third Party, Fire & Theft Insurance. This would be in 1964, as I was just 17.

On my first ever outing in it, I visited a pub at the top of Wembley Hill for a drink with some mates. I used to drink a goodly bit then. (I was 17, & quit drinking 4 years later, never to touch alcohol again). 

When I came out of the pub, the car was gone. Can you believe that, my car, stolen, the very first time I used it?

So, off to the Police Station it was to report the theft.

At the desk, there was a woman in front of me, complaining that a black Ford Prefect had run down Wembley Hill, driverless, & ploughed into her Hillman Minx. It seems the driver had failed to apply the handbrake. It was a few minutes before the penny dropped.

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Under-aged drinking too!

What a checkered past you have.

[edgascoigne]

My first car?

Not sure what that has to do with anything, but as you ask...

Amazing story!! I ask as my first car is about to go to the scrap heap in the sky...

Next verse of 'Ode to the Lupo' below...

So we soon came, to learning to drive,
Father straight off the back of ban number five,
Hadn't driven a manual for several years,
Should've known the coup was bound t'end in tears.

After 'mastering' some hooky industrial estate,
I was unleashed towards Nottingham Park's top gate,
Near which there's a roundabout on quiiiite a steep hill,
But not quite as steep as the forthcoming bill.

"Push it forward for first", he said.
"Give her some revs!" he said.
Wished I'd stayed in bed.
Burnt out clutch.

For Ian-ton Senna had me in third gear,
Not the traditional choice on an incline like here,
So whilst we got away, and onward we rode,
We conked in a plume of smoke, on Derby Road.

[RED-DOG]

My first car was an ex gas boad single wheel Transit van. one of the really early ones (1968) It had had more hits than the Beatles, you couldn't find a panel without half a dozen dents, but it had a 2ltr V4 engine and it went like shit of a shovel.



Then my bro Tracy and I bought a Morris 1000 van (ex GPO) as a passion waggon. Who ever pulled first got to use the van. We brush-painted it bright yellow. The head gasket was gone and the coolant used to leak through into the exhaust ports. At top speed, (about 50mph) the cylinder head used to get so hot you could see it glowing in the dark, it used to melt the plug leads. One of the sides had rotted away from the sill at the bottom and used to flap up and down as we drove along. It looked like a giant wounded canary





Next came a Transit twin wheel diesel, f reg. The clutch went, I fitted new one. The next day, the clutch went again, I fitted new one, and so on. After about 6 clutches, I found out that the input shaft was bent, so I replaced the clutch one last time and towed it to Leeds commercial vehicle auction where a milkman bought it. As he drove it away, the clutch went...








On to a Bedford TK 6.5 tonne 14ft dropside tipper, 220 "Coffee Grinder" engine, 4 speed box. reg WNN337G.  No governors on the engine, the speed gradually increased until you came to a hill. My best effort was 92 mph with following wind on A1 nr Scotch Corner.



Then a horrible Transit twin wheel truck, V4 petrol. Ex hire firm. Hated it. Engine stuck a leg out of bed as we topped Hagg hill in Sheffield. Pistons, liners, con rods etc all fell into sump. Fitted Re-con engine but forgot to fit oil gauge sender, spewed oil out and ruined replacement engine in process.

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During this time I also had a Mini 950 to which I fitted a 1300 engine and box. It did about 7mpg and would pass anything except a garage.




I also had an Escort van called WUG. It had so much back pressure that the cab used to fill with smoke. I drilled a hole in the oil filler cap, inserted a pipe and fed it through the bulkhead and out beneath the drivers door. It worked great until a policeman stopped me and came to my window for a chat. The fumes almost gassed him. He told me to feck off, so I revved her up and left him looking like a black and white minstrel.

[iangascoigne]

      Can really understand why poker players are continually exchanging currency between themselves at spot. Every trip to the bank or exchange service makes you feel like a drug dealer. Fully understand the need for money laundering but the raised eyebrow and whispering behind the counter is a little unnecessary. Anyway that's a necessary part of the trip completed and off to the airport this afternoon.


Has there ever been a more boring post on Blonde?

[RED-DOG]

      Can really understand why poker players are continually exchanging currency between themselves at spot. Every trip to the bank or exchange service makes you feel like a drug dealer. Fully understand the need for money laundering but the raised eyebrow and whispering behind the counter is a little unnecessary. Anyway that's a necessary part of the trip completed and off to the airport this afternoon.


Has there ever been a more boring post on Blonde?

http://blondepoker.com/forum/index.php?topic=25486.msg516199#msg516199

[tikay]

      Can really understand why poker players are continually exchanging currency between themselves at spot. Every trip to the bank or exchange service makes you feel like a drug dealer. Fully understand the need for money laundering but the raised eyebrow and whispering behind the counter is a little unnecessary. Anyway that's a necessary part of the trip completed and off to the airport this afternoon.


Has there ever been a more boring post on Blonde?

http://blondepoker.com/forum/index.php?topic=25486.msg516199#msg516199

It's wonderful to read that,

It's certainly a thrill.....

[iangascoigne]

Can I remember how to upload a photo from Photo Bucket?

[tikay]

Sort it out Ed.


http://blondepoker.com/forum/index.php?topic=63340.msg1910675#new

[edgascoigne]

Borntobubble is in, bringing us to 10.

Entries close at 1730 today, at which point I will confirm those that have a sweat so still time to enter for a freerollllll...

[iangascoigne]

   Could be big cos I am feeling hot for this one.

[redarmi]

      Can really understand why poker players are continually exchanging currency between themselves at spot. Every trip to the bank or exchange service makes you feel like a drug dealer. Fully understand the need for money laundering but the raised eyebrow and whispering behind the counter is a little unnecessary. Anyway that's a necessary part of the trip completed and off to the airport this afternoon.


Has there ever been a more boring post on Blonde?

Couldn't agree more.  I recently borrowed some money from a friend here in the States nothing major ($1k).  He gave me his bank details and a couple of days later I went to the bank to pay the cash into his account.  Was asked for ID which I didn't have on me.  Was then informed that from March 3rd I would no longer be able to pay cash into any account without ID and even with ID I wouldn't be able to pay cash into an account not bearing my name.  Seems like massive overkill on the money laundering front.  This after trying to send a Western Union at the end of last year and the place I was trying to do it asking for all sorts of ID and then fill out a form.  I drew the line when they got out an ink pad and wanted a fingerprint.  I was trying to send $200....

Sorry to derail excellent diary but been wanting to rant on that for ages......

[iangascoigne]

  Stay tuned for plenty of 'rant' opportunities.