A very unusual thing happened just the other day which I am compelled to relate. The big yellow ball in the sky made an appearance here in the Pacific NW, and I decided to take a drive. (I find that if I sacrifice a goat or small mammal quickly, the bad yellow ball will go away, but I am trying my best not to be afraid anymore.) Anyway, off I went with my dog Harrison. Now Harrison, Harry for short, is a mixture of Brittney Spaniel, Springer Spaniel, and maybe Australian Sheppard. He is white with gorgeous dark brown patches and liver spots on his legs. The brown on Harry matches a couple of the brown primer shades on the truck, which, in turn, hide the small rust spots. Its a beautiful relationship. And Harry is smart, inquisitive and friendly to humans. The truck just seems to run better when Harry goes for a ride. Go figure. So I'm crusing out in the county and stop at a funky old-timey general store. I go in for some dog treats, and when I come out what do you think I see? Yep, its a fine ( and I mean mighty fine ) gal with her camera out looking at the truck and Harrison, who, by now, has his head out the window checking out the gal with his big brown eyes. I glance to the right and see her BMW, and inside, some guy who is pouting. He isnt about to get out. I sense my big chance. I say hello. She asks if that is my cool truck with the sweet dog. I say yes. She asks if she can take a picture. Of course, says I. (it really is a Kodak moment) As she raises her camera, I move in by the truck door with Harry looking out over my shoulder. Slowly, she lowers the camera, scrinches up her face and says: "I meant just the dog and the truck" Sully
Sully, She probably just didn't want the pouting guy in the beamer to get jealous. Yeah, that is what I would tell myself. You can use it if you want. I am reminded of the Sawyer Brown song, "Some girls don't like boys like me, but some girls do" Gater
Sully- it really is great to have you on board! What a hoot of a story! Between you and Ken, I now have to keep a box of tissues next to the 'puter. I laugh so hard I cry! Thanks for the story. Cute dogs will beat out a guy most any day... At least they get them looking your way.
Got to tell you, did an experiment few years back, noticed lots of ladies stopped to chat when out with my daughter in the park when she was a baby and also when out with my dog, so one day went out with dog and counted how many stopped to chat (cute dog) and next day with baby daughter and only one more stopped to chat with the baby than the dog, Then i did something stupid, i wondered if they were just using the dog/baby as an excuse so i went out alone............yeah you, guessed right, men can be stupid beasts. ________ ASIAN MOVIE
Great story!!!! Welcome to the group. I agree the dud in the BMW was probably uptight because he spent a bunch on that car to impress her only to have a Old truck & a dog beat him. Kevin you should know those BMW owners egos ?
Yeah you're right. Most guys in the BMW's are trying to make up for something else with their high priced car.
I haven't insulted anyone today, so here goes! You know the difference between a porcupine and a BMW? On a porcupine, the pricks are on the outside!
I was going to tell that one but I figured I needed to stay away from politics and pricks in BMWs. Uh-oh. Gater
I'll tell Tab that you said so . Or is she not included with the other pricks? You don't know how many times everyday that I'd actually like to say that to some of my customers.
Funny Thing , That : Back when I had the VW shop , my partner used to say I couldn't tell the customers things like that but I always did . Hey , if you're a jerk and / or lied to me , all bets are off . Besides , my entire reputation was on me being an honest mechanic and those are harder to find than a competent one So , did all the folks in the Pacific North Wet freak out when the big yellow ball appeared in the sky ? . You prolly won't believe this but I was on the Olympic peninsula in the summer of 1969 and it was sunny for nearly a whole week .
Bimmers Most of us ran and hid when we could see our shadow. Nate, did you imply seven days in a row? Or maybe seven days all year? They dont call that place a rain forrest for nothing. Let me tell you a story: Many years ago, when I had the 62VW and the race motor was replaced with a nice 1200, a fellow drove up to my store in a blue 74 BMW Bavaria. I fell in love. It was for sale, and I bought it. Never mind that the brakes were marginal, the tranny made a howling sound akin to coyotes in heat. I could even overlook the rust spots and the fact that the ignition key had to be wiggled just so to start the 3 liter, dual zenith ultimate driving machine. Little did I know that this particular model apparantly was the bastard child of those sneaky German engineers. Most books didnt even list it. I took it to three tranny fixer guys before someone would even work on it. When I picked it up, the nice tranny man said: 'We have a good shop. We fix the easy ones and we fix the hard ones, but this SOB is the toughest we have ever done" Sully had to take out a loan to pay that bill. Next the brakes. My mecahnic says to me. "You do know, of course, that you have discs on all corners, dont you? "And only one caliper is actually working. "Gotta send them to Portland to be rebuilt". He went on to say that these calipers are special, and have dual sets of pistons. Of course, if they are all toast, they can be replaced at ony $40 each. A quick mental calculation let me to the unfortunate conclusion tha 40x16 is a lot of $ for just little pistons not to mention whatever other charges might insue. Anyway, I got them back, and I think the whole brake bill was just under $900. I tried to get another ignition key made. These keys are special. They have little holes drilled on both sides and the edges. Not something I get at the hardware store. Of course, the dealer can help me. And only $35 a copy. Two trunk badges were stolen in one month. I was tempted to weld them on. I finally gave up, and drew them in place with magic markers. I could do tune ups, but the carbys scared me. Flashbacks of when I tried to rebuild my solex on my wedding day, but that is another story . The oil filter was not an easy to get at screw in type. Hell no. It was a cannister hidden away between the frame and the engine, and required at least three hands to replace it.( and that was with a lift). One day, as I was touring about, I heard a very strange sound coming from under the hood. It was sort of a long, loud slurping sound, sort of like sucking a piece of spaghetti into your mouth. This was followed by a loud FLAP FLAP FLAP, and the smell of burning rubber. I stopped, opened the hood and looked inside. At first, I could see nothing wrong, but the smell was bad. Something was missing. Where was the windshield washer tubing normally clipped to the inside of the hood? Where indeed? It had dissappeared. I was stymied. I started the car, and even though it had cooled, the fan came on right away. It turns out that the tube had wound itself around the fan clutch, making it now a direct drive unit. Yet another option not offered at the factory.) I cut, I pulled, I yelled, I pleaded, but to no avail. The goo was welded in place. I ended up trading the car to a millwright buddy for enough beams to timber frame a small greenhouse. I call it the Bavarian Terrarium. But after all that, I had to admit that for a short time, I really enjoyed pretending I was on the Autobahn, cause that was one fun car to drive. Sully
Great Story ! IIRC , it was sunny for the whole week , might have only been 5 days but I had NO IDEA how special it was at that time ~ I only knew I'd stumbled into a green paradise and why the hell were all the trees so mossy ? . way down a ravine next to a river was an abandoned messhall and sawmill....... musta been there since the 1920's I guess , it was hours down a bad dirt road . My son almost bought a 3.0 Bavaria a couple years ago ~ it had low compression on one cyclinder and neither he nor the seller noticed it ~ dual side draught Webbers on that one , Signal Red and only $1,800.00 , I prolly should have bought it but I've been down the " Bimmer needs cylinder head work " road before . I don't much cotton to Bimmers but the 3.0 Liter 4 cylinder ' Glass House ' Coupes sure were pretty .
