I'm thinking of printing up a list of excuses to hand to guys I beat. Ya know, just hand them the list and ask them to make a selection. This isn't out of the blue, it's more common than not for everyone to have stuff ramble out of their mouths; everything but "Gee, that Buick RUNS!". Looking for suggestions. My clutch/trans is slipping. My computer is messed up. I don't have my good tires. I have stock axles and don't want to twist them. The carpet got under the gas pedal. My floor mats are too thick. My brakes are too tight. I need an alignment. I need traction bars. If it woulda been 1/4 instead of 1/8th I'd have caught you. I need to check my timing. I need bigger exhaust. It short shifted. I missed a gear. There was a bee in my helmet. I have a tummy ache. My girlfriend was screaming! My brother has a car that would stomp you. My brother HAD a car that would stomp you. My brother's gonna get a car that will stomp you. I'm running a 500-horse small block but it needs a tune-up. My plugs are fouling. My carb is too lean. My carb is too rich. My carb needs a rebuild. Wait'll I get my hands on that machinist. The sun was in my eyes. Somebody put a potato in my exhaust. My cellphone rang. A dog/cat/rabbit/ground-squirrel /deer/elk/moose/cow/horse/hippo ran out in front of me. Your tail lights were blinding me.
That's a good list of excuses. Sad thing is, some people actually make excuses like that or similar to that. -Cody
i was doing a burnout one time and the lip of the plastic part of my carpet caught the gass stick. scared the crap out of me till i realized what happend. pete
How about; My carb secondaries won't kick in, My choke is sticking My 4 speed trans has a broken 2nd/3rd gear What, we were racing?? Brand new motor, keeping it under 3500 I'm sure there are hundreds more:Brow: Tom
My plugs weren't indexed. I accidentally put in 87 octane. I'm running my "winter tune" still I put in new carpet and my gas pedal won't allow me to go WOT. An empty can rolled from under my seat and stuck behind the gas pedal. I blinked. I was running too much (too little) air in the rear (front) tires. My trunk is full (of dead bodies!?) I forgot to turn the radio off, and the alternator's additional draw used a lot of power. I normally only go from a roll. I left it in drive. I missed a gear. I'm trying a new torque convertor (clutch).
excuses, excuses, excuses "I have a tummy ache" "/hippo ran out in front of me" LMAO...those are good ones notnss
Last Friday night, I'm cruisin the local ave. A 1970? maverick in black primer, I could only see the suspension and exhaust, it sounded pretty healthy. We're in stop and go traffic between red lights, he comes up next to me,rev's it and takes off like a mad man leavin all kinds of rubber and has to hit the brakes for traffic, I figure he thinks he's got somethin hot so I pull up next to him at the light and ask him if he wants to run for $50.00 [ Now keep in mind I never run for money, it's always just for fun,and usually I'll oblige any one who thinks they can run me. It was just the way the guy came all up next to me in traffic puttin on a show thinkin his car is so bad and dissin my GS. After I offered a run for 50 he says " ya know, IF I had it,and IF I had tires and IF I had a servo,blah,blah blah. I just shook my head and moved up to the car in front of me. PS Later on that night I did tangle with a 1976? or 77 regal with a 383 stroker! I had to learn him about puttin a chevy engine in a Buick:TU: :laugh
