danoreilly
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- Joined
- Dec 16, 2010
- Messages
- 138
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- Location
- Colorado Springs, CO
- My Car
- 71 Mach1 351C 4V
02 Deluxe Convertible
67 Fairlane GT 390
I've begun to wonder if a curse has been levied against my '71 Mach.
It all started last week, when I was invited to show my car in a 3-day invitation-only show in Denver. No problem, I'll drive up there Wednesday afternoon and drop it off. Well, I got to Denver, got to within a block of the show site, and the car died at a VERY busy intersection at the start of rush hour. And it wouldn't start. I finally got it pushed off to a side street with the help of a couple of street corner panhandlers (the drivers passing me and stuck behind me appeared to be trying to help me by pushing with an extended middle finger, but that didn't work). A $20 tow to the center, and the car got parked for the show.
On Monday, a friend came to my aid to haul the car back for me in a nice enclosed trailer. We were going to meet up halfway at a Wal-Mart, and he missed the turn. So, he went a few miles farther down the interstate, and right at the off-ramp he was going to take, *HIS* truck died and wouldn't start. My buddy and I went and got another truck, and after a couple hours got him pulled up the off-ramp an into a convenient RV campground, where he awaited a tow truck.
Meanwhile, while waiting in the campground, a 10 year old or so Toyota SUV drove up, sputtering, and leaking something. The "something" turned out to be gasoline in a steady stream. He parked about 100 feet away, and FOOM! the vehicle burst into flames - a total loss by the time the FD got there. Luckily, no injuries or anything.
To heck with it...I unloaded my Mach (it turned out the solenoid was stuck, and a rap with a wrench freed it up), hit the road, and drove home.
I'm certain it was cursed somehow...
It all started last week, when I was invited to show my car in a 3-day invitation-only show in Denver. No problem, I'll drive up there Wednesday afternoon and drop it off. Well, I got to Denver, got to within a block of the show site, and the car died at a VERY busy intersection at the start of rush hour. And it wouldn't start. I finally got it pushed off to a side street with the help of a couple of street corner panhandlers (the drivers passing me and stuck behind me appeared to be trying to help me by pushing with an extended middle finger, but that didn't work). A $20 tow to the center, and the car got parked for the show.
On Monday, a friend came to my aid to haul the car back for me in a nice enclosed trailer. We were going to meet up halfway at a Wal-Mart, and he missed the turn. So, he went a few miles farther down the interstate, and right at the off-ramp he was going to take, *HIS* truck died and wouldn't start. My buddy and I went and got another truck, and after a couple hours got him pulled up the off-ramp an into a convenient RV campground, where he awaited a tow truck.
Meanwhile, while waiting in the campground, a 10 year old or so Toyota SUV drove up, sputtering, and leaking something. The "something" turned out to be gasoline in a steady stream. He parked about 100 feet away, and FOOM! the vehicle burst into flames - a total loss by the time the FD got there. Luckily, no injuries or anything.
To heck with it...I unloaded my Mach (it turned out the solenoid was stuck, and a rap with a wrench freed it up), hit the road, and drove home.
I'm certain it was cursed somehow...