A few years ago I went to a boat launch ramp on Memorial Weekend. It was crowded, no parking spaces left so I dropped the boat in the water, and drove out the entrance road to park along the road. I pulled off the side, there were weeds about 2 feet tall. As I pulled further off the side, the Suburban suddenly tipped about 25 degrees to the passenger side. I then realized that it was a STEEP drop off, the 2 foot weeds were really the TOP of 5 foot weeds!!! I put it in 4WD Low, and tried to slowly pull out. The tires just slipped further down the bank, now I am at a 30 - 35 degree angle, READY TO ROLL OVER!!!!
Fortunately, a guy with a Dodge RAM pickup came along and saw my predicament. He had a chain in his truck and pulled me out.
Next two are a re-post from a similar topic last year:
2. I had a '77 Mustang at the time. I was out with two friends, the guy in the back seat was BIG, like 275 lbs. - think HEAVY rear ballast.
We had been out cruising with a six pack (now before you start bitching about drinking & driving, up until the early '80s it was VERY common, stupid, yes, but extremely common). I was driving on a windy back road. My passenger had put an empty beer bottle on the dash board. As we approached a left hairpin corner, he challenged me to slide the bottle across the dash as I went thru the corner. I hit the corner a bit to fast, cranked the wheel hard to the left, and with the 275 lb ballast in the back seat, did a perfect 360 spin off the wide shoulder of the road. I did succeed in sliding the bottle across the dash.
After we stopped laughing, my passenger yelled "Holy Sh**!!" I looked out the passenger's side, and realized that the wide shoulder was actually a pulloff where people parked to go fishing. My car was TWO FEET from the edge of the creek, which was at the bottom of a TEN FOOT straight drop!!
3. I discovered that in with my '73 El Camino muscle car (350 V8, 4bbl Holley, headers, Hurst 4 speed, unbaffled side pipes) at 45 - 60 mph, I could turn off the iginition while in 4th gear, floor it, and fill the side pipes up with unburned gasoline. Hehe, when I restarted the car I got a big BOOM and 2 to 3 foot long blue-yellow flames shooting out the side pipes!
I used to pull up just ahead of someone I wanted to race and do this. One time I scared a guy so bad he almost swerved off the road..... Damn, I still wish I had kept that car. It was probably melted down and recycled into a washing machine.....