JohnB_SPY8808053
March 30th, 2003, 07:55 AM
I was just wondering, what are some of your favorite Stratos experiences? Here are a few of mine:
The second or third day I had mine, my dad and I went out for a drive. There's a fun dirt road not far from where he lives. It's a dead end so you make sure nobody's there before you start. The first run was fairly tame, the second one less so, and the third one saw us airborne on a small hill mid way through. As the car landed, my father exclaimed 'Woo-Hoo!!! I haven't had this much fun since high-school!'. After another run or two, we decided to return home and tinker a bit. We were about 4 blocks from the house when the car suddenly filled with smoke. 'We're on fire!' I exclamed and quickly stopped the car. To this day I am still amazed at the speed with which we escaped the vehicle. Literally seconds later we had the engine cover up and extinguishers ready - but there was no fire. After a short examination, we discovered that one of the bolts for the exhaust had come loose, allowing oil to drip onto the hot manifold. We still laugh about that one.
I once took the car to work. At lunch one of my friends asked if we could go for a quick spin. Our office was surrounded by a huge parking lot that was all private property. We drove over to an un-used corner and I began zipping around the light poles and such. This was were I went for my weekly driving practice so I felt very confident. One of my favorite things to do was to slalom the light poles, powerslide around the last one as fast and tight as possible then sprint back in a straight line and repeat on the other side of the car. When we returned to the front door, a number of people had gathered to watch and I spent the next 30 minutes or so giving most of them rides. I know my car's not the quickest one out there but I was particularly amused when I heard that after watching me take the next person, my friend asked 'Were we going that fast when I went?'.
Ciao,
John B.
The second or third day I had mine, my dad and I went out for a drive. There's a fun dirt road not far from where he lives. It's a dead end so you make sure nobody's there before you start. The first run was fairly tame, the second one less so, and the third one saw us airborne on a small hill mid way through. As the car landed, my father exclaimed 'Woo-Hoo!!! I haven't had this much fun since high-school!'. After another run or two, we decided to return home and tinker a bit. We were about 4 blocks from the house when the car suddenly filled with smoke. 'We're on fire!' I exclamed and quickly stopped the car. To this day I am still amazed at the speed with which we escaped the vehicle. Literally seconds later we had the engine cover up and extinguishers ready - but there was no fire. After a short examination, we discovered that one of the bolts for the exhaust had come loose, allowing oil to drip onto the hot manifold. We still laugh about that one.
I once took the car to work. At lunch one of my friends asked if we could go for a quick spin. Our office was surrounded by a huge parking lot that was all private property. We drove over to an un-used corner and I began zipping around the light poles and such. This was were I went for my weekly driving practice so I felt very confident. One of my favorite things to do was to slalom the light poles, powerslide around the last one as fast and tight as possible then sprint back in a straight line and repeat on the other side of the car. When we returned to the front door, a number of people had gathered to watch and I spent the next 30 minutes or so giving most of them rides. I know my car's not the quickest one out there but I was particularly amused when I heard that after watching me take the next person, my friend asked 'Were we going that fast when I went?'.
Ciao,
John B.