« BPAL - Fruit Moon, Numb, The Star | Main | today sucked but there was a frog »

September 18, 2005

something weird happens every time i go to bahama

"I don't even know where this is," said b. i was starting to recognize things, though. "it's b.. b..." then we passed the bahama fire department and i said, "oh, bahama! hey, the last time i was in bahama this weird thing happened..."

and then b. hit a curve a little fast and i shut up so as not to distract him. the tires squealed and another car was oncoming, so he corrected a bit and-- told me later-- lifted off the gas pedal. the problem is that when you do that in a light, powerful rear-engine car, such as the one we were in, the rear end suddenly becomes lighter and tends to swing around. this is not good when you're also on a curve and heading into it a little fast.

b. corrected a couple of times and i thought he had it, but then finally the back end swung all the way around, we crossed the other lane and i could see some trees coming. i thought i was screwed-- the trees were on the passenger side.

but the crazy thing was that we were ok. we landed in a nice, soft ditch, between some pine trees and a telephone pole-- ass end down, of course, since the back end is so heavy. b. asked me if i was ok, and i said i was. i never even let go of spacepod's keys or lost my glasses. i didn't even get the shakes. just laughed about how lucky we were after we got out of the car and looked at how intact it was.

then we were kinda stuck for a while, waiting on a tow. the fire department came first, then a couple of state troopers.

the tow truck took us up to hillsboro, to b.'s mechanic. there were some awesome cars in the yard, including a rusted-out citroen 2cv, which i was pretty excited about.

anyway, it was a long strange day; i didn't eat lunch until about 6pm (i was about to go get some when b. said, "wanna go for a ride in the porsche?") but except for the whole near-death experience it was actually kinda fun.

i probably need to get out of the house more.

Edit: b.'s photos from the scene.

Posted by lisa at September 18, 2005 09:13 PM


I'm glad you're ok. Car accidents suck. ;/

Posted by: Joseph H. Vilas on September 18, 2005 11:19 PM

Man, what some people will do to impress their passengers. I'm very glad you weren't hurt. Oh yeah, and I'm glad he wasn't either- but it would have been worse to hurt an unsuspecting sunday rider. And I'm glad that neither the beetle nor my car were the ones ending up in that ditch. But I'm also glad that now I can take "portia" out to learn me some stickshift and he really can't say anything about it, since he's already crashed his mechanical ladyfriend into a ditch himself.

Posted by: Marie on September 19, 2005 09:38 AM

So now my mind has modified a Camper van Beethoven song and is singing "Baby don'cha go, don'cha go to Bahama ..."

Posted by: Lisa B on September 19, 2005 02:13 PM

BTW, you were almost at my friend Keith's house -- the car geek with the BMW motorsickles....

Posted by: Joseph H. Vilas on September 19, 2005 08:10 PM

or... "burn down the porsche, there's a devil in the camshaft..."

no. that's not as good...

Posted by: Marie on September 19, 2005 08:12 PM

oh man,those photos are scary! I'm really glad you weren't hurt!

Posted by: Sarah on September 20, 2005 07:17 AM

thanks, y'all. we were super lucky.

Posted by: lisa on September 20, 2005 09:10 AM

Ugh! That crease on the door made me wince!

Those tire tracks kinda tell the tale.

Don't worry, I've known Ferrari owners that have done the same thing. It'll just be cheaper to have Chuck (or whoever) to repair the 911. Those pracing horse parts are hard to come by...

Glad everyone is ok, despite the excitement.

Posted by: Mr Pinky on September 25, 2005 11:59 PM

Post a comment

ok, so a) your comment won't post right away because i have to approve it first and b) you might get a server error but your comment probably posted anyway and c) previewing doesn't work so i've removed the preview button.


Email Address:



Remember info?