Well, when I was young & stupid, I bought this old 1958 Mercury Park Lane 4 door power everything because it came with a 430 CI V8 that I wanted to use in a Can Am car I dreamed about building. The car had a leak at the RF brake so I stuck a ball bearing in the brake line to block it off. Not wanting to spend money on brake fluid, I filled the master cyl with Mazzola oil and off we went to my friends farm in Oneonta NY. On the way up the NY Thruway, it kept over heating so we removed the hood and left it by the toll booth. We got to a spot where we could save about 12 miles by going over this gravel mtn road instead of around it sooooo. I had been following my friend in his 1955 Mercury Sun Valley (very rare car with a plexiglass roof). We got to the top of the mtn and he pulled over and motioned me to go first. The look on his face was one of "it's been nice knowing you and don't worry, I'll comfort your girlfriend after the funeral."
Well, I started down the hill and everything went well for about 100' til I decided to burn off a little speed with the brakes. Brakes? What brakes? We don got no stinkin brakes! At this point I'm thinking this pig has an awful lot of stored up energy and I have to find something to share it with. I decided to do some landscaping and took to the woods first on one side of the road then the other. I mowed down bush's and saplings from the top of that mtn to the bottom.
One that comes to mind on my end was a 1987 911 turbo. It belonged to our CEO, which would probably make it scary enough. It had a fuse in the form of some lag, but once that fuse was lit, you better have it pointed in the right direction...
I had a 68 Camaro I built for drag racing with a blown 383 stroker motor, At the line on launch all you saw was sky and hung on hoping you were going straight down the track . But would run 123 mph in the 1/8 mile
I had a Renault Dauphine and my biggest worry was some one slamming me in the rear cause getting up to the speed limit was not an option that was offered on that POS. I use to carry a brick to lay on the gas pedal to give my foot a rest. The rate of acceleration was so low even NASA couldn't measure it.
The car was well balanced though in that the lack of speed was offset by an inability to stop. I guess the engineers? at Renault figured why give a car the ability to stop if it can't even go? Why give it brakes when there's so many trees, light poles and other cars around to bounce off of?
Don't get me wrong, the car did have a brake pedal which worked fine as long as you didn't step on it.
the scariest car I have ever driven in was my first ever car, a battered old silver suzuki alto....the smallest car on the planet I think... I used to call it the washing machine cos if you went over 60/70 miles an hour (as it was at the time), the whole car rattled and shook like it was gonna fall apart....
a 1972 Nova...the car was falling apart...the drivers seat was held up by part of a broom stick...if you took off to fast...the seat would lay back flat....
a mini van that my husband had when i first met him., It didn't have any brakes to speak of, and he was towing me in it once, up a very steep hill, and we parted company, I had to run it in reverse into a kerb to stop it going all the way to bottom
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Used to have an old Autin Cambridge in my Cheech and Chong hippy days. I was fully loaded with fellow long hairs one day bombing down the road in foggy conditions. ( the fog was inside the car by the way}
Suddenly, a car wheel went spinning past us to howls of laughter and shouts of, "hey look man some f***kers lost a wheel"
Well you guessed it, seconds later the the rear of the car on one side dropped and we lurched to a halt on the side of the road.
All jaws dropped as we stared at our now dissconected wheel dissapearing into the distance down the road ahead.
We never did find the wheel as the road ahead descended below us for miles. Needles to say, we had no spare wheel or tool kit.
My first car was more embarrassing than it was scary…
It was a 1976 Plymouth Valarie… Well it was free so what can you do???
Anyway, It was dodo brown and road like a tugboat on wheels…
However, you couldn’t get hurt in this car… It had awesome tank like strength…
I know this because when I was 17 I was sandwiched between two trucks and hit from behind with a total of 6 vehicles smashed around me…
You wouldn’t believe it, but that car was covered in scratches and didn’t have one dent in it… Most importantly, I got out with not one single mark on me…
I drove that car home from that accident while the other 6 vehicles had to be towed away and 4 people were transported to the hospital 3 adults that were hurt pretty bad and 1 eight year boy who didn’t make it… It was a very humbling experience and a car I will never forget…
I think the old 1971 F-250 wood hauler of my friends with about a ton and a half of block in the bed..... when that lady pulled out in front of me and decided to mosey along as I was standing on the "brakes" I was sure she was headed to an early grave..... who needs brakes right
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Well, I started down the hill and everything went well for about 100' til I decided to burn off a little speed with the brakes. Brakes? What brakes? We don got no stinkin brakes! At this point I'm thinking this pig has an awful lot of stored up energy and I have to find something to share it with. I decided to do some landscaping and took to the woods first on one side of the road then the other. I mowed down bush's and saplings from the top of that mtn to the bottom.