Someone invited me to put the '72 in the Memorial Day Parade last year, about half way through it the car began to overheat. It was a very hot that day, and it didnt have enough air flow to keep cool, idling that long. I watched nervously as the temp gauge kept creeping above 220. (Wrong fan shroud, and aftermarket fan) Smoke began flowing up out of the defroster vents,the smell of oil cooking on the block, and I nearly had to bail out of the line. I made it,barely.:D

All I ever had to do was show off. A recipe guaranteed to produce a missed shift and make everyone laugh. I like stick shift cars. They keep you humble and remind you when you are not. Who would have thought that your car could teach you the number one life lesson?

Guess mine would have been the time to a local cruise night. The road the crusie was on had several traffic lights . I was having fun light to light . The last light when I stopped CABOOM. THe left front tire blew . I chased a trim ring across 2 lanes of traffic. I pulled in and changed the tire. Seemed all my buddies saw the entire episode .

Christmas morning back about 7-8 yrs ago .Did a standing burnout(it was early, NOone around)....As the smoke clears, guess whose lights were sitting right in front of me?

He was cool about it, let me go. Called me off an ad about a month later and became a customer, small world. Stiffed me for 3 mos service eventually :sad:

I was cruising in the El Camino at about 25 mph and saw some pretty girls, so I was going to pop it into neutral and rev it up a bit (column auto), but instead it slipped into reverse... which didn't produce the desired results ;). Luckily there was no mechanical damage.. Just a damaged ego lol :)

At a car show, we all heard a big BOOM.
One of the Coker tires on my 69 decided to blow out, just setting there.

I went through the drive through with my 69, which at that time had a worn out old 350 from a pickup, that smoked like crazy if it idled for more than 2 minutes, but then the buildup would burn off at higher RPM after I got back to speed. It was 15 minutes to get through, and when I peeled away from the restaurant, it looked like a giant refinery fire.

That's a riot Ricardo :)

In my younger days, my 66 had Bowtie Power and Marvin the Martian saying Ford Sucks between the tail lights. It also had some rust in the gas tank, that would eventually clog the glass fuel filter.
My dad needed a ride to work (the Ford Plant) I decided it would be funny to roll through the Ford parking lot in the Chevelle. No soon than I pull into the lot, the car dies. I had to clean out the fuel filter, with all the other Ford employees driving passed. I'd hang my head in shame each time somebody drove by. I think karma and Ford teamed up that day.

im not sure if this count cause i was not in my chevelle at the time, i was rolling the car out of the garage, is was non running at the time, and it had a fresh paint job, some how the wheels got turn and it was heading towards the edge of the garage door where i knew it would destroy the paint , so i jump in between the car and the door, and i was literaly pinned between the two for some time, , when my brother came home and help me out of my situtation, well i save the paint job, and my pride soon recovered

Back when I was single, showing off for girls almost always resulted in embarrassment. :D

Well not a Chevelle incident but more than embarrasing.
Several years ago I had a flooring contracting business. On a saturday I was contracted to do a job at a VA Hospital in my area. Just as I was pulling up to unload all our supplies at the only spot to unload an ambulance on a none emergency patient run pulls in and occupies the space and then proceeds to unload a patient to the hospital. So I have to wait till he is finished. After waiting 20 minutes for the ambulance drivers to return I decide to go see what is the holdup ( meantime I have myself and two employees on overtime just sitting there waiting. When I go into the hospital I find the ambulance drivers eating doughnuts,drinking coffee and generally just bullsh*^ing. I immediatly develope an attitude and told them that others need to use the unload spot and it would be human of them to move their vehicle. After another ten minutes they grudgingly return bitching all the way and move the ambulance. So I whip my large box truck to the unload spot and misjudging the hospital entrance way overhang and the height of my box truck I proceeded to put a 30 foot gouge in the ceiling of the overhang, scrape up one of their exterior lights and tear up the roof of my fairly new box truck. Well everyone in the vicinity including the ambulance crew is staring at me ( I wonder what everyone was thinking) as*&hole would be my guess. A hospital rent a cop makes a big deal about it, makes me produce license,insurance,
etc. However much to my surprise I never heard anything from the hospital and continued to do many flooring jobs for them.

Pulled into a gas station, filled up, went to start 'er up....and nothing. Dead as a doornail.

Probably the one and only time I took her to the dragstrip. I was being "serious" for my first few runs but on the last one, I decided to do a burnout. :D What else are you going to do with a 307 except try to blow it up? :D

So I go into my "John Force" mode and then realize that John Force doesn't have to stop at the line so I mash the brakes and almost throw myself through the windshield.

http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff157/jpete71chevmal/?action=view&current=BurnoutHQ.flv

I was crusing with a buddy one summer afternoon in the '69 back around 1987, having a big old time. It was, you know, one of those perfect summer days. I was 21 years old, at the wheel of my Chevelle, and didn't have a care in the world.

A pretty girl I knew was standing out in front of another friend's house as I drove by headed toward the stop light at the end of the street. I dropped the TH350 into 2nd to make the tires chirp to get her attention. It worked too, but I really got her attention when I rear ended the truck in front of me. He was already stopped at the light, but I didn't notice him because I was too busy looking over my shoulder to see if the cutie had heard what I'd done. She sure did. :noway:

If you look at the '69 in my signature you can see the dent in the front bumper. I left it that way until 2003.

All I ever had to do was show off. A recipe guaranteed to produce a missed shift and make everyone laugh. I like stick shift cars. They keep you humble and remind you when you are not. Who would have thought that your car could teach you the number one life lesson?

I've missed a shift manually shifting my console/floor shift AUTOMATIC El Camino in High School. Went right from 1st to Neutral...of course in front of a crowd!

Standing around talking about the car, someone asks to see the engine, so I show him. Tell him what's been done to the car, new engine, exhaust, trans, interior, blah blah. Then, after all is said and done, get in, turn the car over and nothing but...click, click, click.

Battery Cable was loose. :)

Was giving the neighbor and a friend of his a ride to the corner store for some adult beverages:beers:. I had not been drinking but the car was new to me and I had just built the big block, my first. Well, at their urging, I was showing off leaving the subdivision and got it all crossed up. We ended up in the median facing the wrong direction after several attempts to correct were unsucessful. :( I was pissed but they swore it was the coolest, if not scariest ride they had ever had. Oh well. Live and learn.

A buddy of mine back in high school took his longtime girfriend out on a date in his 69. For some unkown reason she was kind of chilly towards him and chewed at him a couple of times. A few days later he calls to set up date for the weekend and she wants to call the whole thing off and dump him. He doesn't know whether to sh^t or go blind and she tells him she saw foot prints on the inside of his quarter window and she thinks he's cheating on her and hangs up on him. He is dumbfounded and runs out to the car, sees the footprints, and then realizes ---- they are HER'S.

Boy was she embarassed. He is still one of my best friends and the two of them have been married since 1974!!! Have a happy holiday weekend everybody!

Since the car is/was never driveable. My most embarrasing moment was when we first got it home, a few weeks later before it was completely stripped, I climbed in, and started acting like I was driving. I was making motor sounds, while shifting, steering, pressing the clutch, brake, gas, etc. Needless to say, when everyone saw me doing it, I didn't realize I was being watched, and continued on for a few minutes. QUITE embarrasing. :)

Messing around on the interstate, right after I put in the 350 decided to wring it out a little, passed a bunch of cars then had the alternator bolt lossen up enough that the alternator fan blades rubbed the bracket, had to make an emergency stop and raise the hood while all the cars I'd passed drove by.

A couple of buddies were at the local gas station when I pulled up to the stop sign. Of course you've got to wring it out with everyone standing there. 1st, 2nd, 3rd gear and I'm eating the street up. The local man in blue was parked along side the road and I didn't even see him until I was getting ready to nail 4th gear. I went by him looking striaght out my windshield! All this and an unopened case of beer on the passenger seat. Needless to say I got a ticket!

My wife's cousin was leaving high school with his freshly painted 69 Camaro and everyone was walking out and he decided to "get on it" and there was some sand on the road and he fishtailed a couple of times and stuffed the front end into a cement light pole base. :D - School (and his dad) was not real happy with that. There were a few hundred people who saw him though so he got the attention he was looking for. LOL

LK

Not a Chevelle.... but....


In the middle of a big smokey doughnut..... ran out of gas :clonk:

Just yesterday... I drove the Sprint up to the gas station to fill it up (the transmission has known issues and needs rebuilt). Everything was fine on the way there. I left the gas station and everything seemed ok, but once I got her on to the main road (45mph speed limt) I couldn't get the TH350 to shift out of first gear and my hazards lights dont work. Had to drive a mile down this road at 15 miles per hour while people were honking and passing me. I even got a few freindly fingers. :mad:

Was in Wi. in 1976 in my 69.
My Mother-in-law was up to be with my wife for her first heart surgury. It was two days away and we had just came back from Bingo at the VFW. We wanted to go get a pizza but it was 10 at night and my MIL wanted to go to bed.
She went in and we were trying to decide where to go (I wanted to drive to EauClaire for Shakeys) and we were getting a little friskey eventually ending up in the back seat in a position that somewhat matched the cars year. I look up and see my MIL looking in the window!!!:eek: She just yanks open the door and leans in past me and says I forgot my purse, picks it up off the other side of the rear floor and closes the door and walks away like nothing was even going on!
Yep! The mood was gone at that point. We wound up sitting at McD's until midnight and we figured she was long asleep! The wife and I were never so embarrassed in our lives!!!:o
She had never said a word about this until one day about a year before she passed from alzhiemers. Then she brought it up at a dinner with my wifes sisters and their spouses, luckily I was not there.:)

That was a funny one, Johnny!

I'll share a quick one from years ago. I was in the Camino and I rolled up next to a local "mouth" in a worked Supercharged Lightning, he smirked and told his girl to "watch this." Now, I don't condone street racing but this time it was on, ya had to be there:) The light went green and all went like it should. Now to the embarassing part. I was bringing home an old set of mounted Centerline wheels that were lying in the back of the Camino and I had not been on a sticky tire. I would not have had to relinquish my instant quickly growing lead to retrive an errant wheel that had flipped out of the bed and was now bouncing down the street trying to catch up:)

I've missed a shift manually shifting my console/floor shift AUTOMATIC El Camino in High School. Went right from 1st to Neutral...of course in front of a crowd!
Guilty. (Except not an El Camino)

I just bought my 68 and on the way back home a 40 mile drive I slammed the gas and it peeled out, once I got home I wanted to show my neighbor but instead of a peel out the car turned off, I had the carb enclosure off so I guess to much air...

That was a funny one, Johnny!

It didn't seem so at the time it happened though!:D

Right before I rolled my 78 Granada (Don't flame me too bad, It looked pretty cool jacked up with slots on it) I told my buddy " Jamed Garner hang on" and proceded to do a "rockford" and promptly roll the car over in a 12' deep ditch, Not the end result I was going for. :D

LK

When I was in high school 1980 longggg time ago me and some friends of mine decided we would ship Vocational School (Auto Mech) in my 69 SS. We did while out joy riding I turned on a street and decided to make some smoke. I did and also lost a wheel ,spun and broke all lugs. Off the wheel goes into a mans cow pasture. As a 17 yr old spare tires and jacks where not required. We had to walk 4 miles back to the Vocational School and go see my Instructor and get floor jaxcks and the pcs to fix the wheel. He gave me the tools and A HARD TIME IN IS CLASS FOR MANY WEEKS.

oh jeez..ive had my moments.

how about the time my buddy and i went to our local wawa (a popular convience store) and when we got back out to the car it wouldnt start. spent all night trying to figure out the problem as friends and townspeople all watch. i had to get towed home by a buddy, only to figure out that it was my battery cable!


or how about the time i was at a local cruise-in, and i tried placing with my initial timing too much, and sheared a starter bolt right in half. two of the guys actually went home and got tools to try and get the broken bolt out. i wound up getting one of them to hold he starter in palce with ascrewdriver and fixing it once i got home.

or how about the time i was leaving a local car show the other night and my alternator died at a stop light. that was probably the worst... everyone thought i just was dilly dallying but they had no idea what i was going thru. two guys got out of the car and pushed me to the side of the road until my grandfather got there to jump start me. yikes.

I remember bringing my Chevelle home from getting the headliner installed. The car hadn't been home yet, I'd done all the work at a buddy's warehouse until then. A couple of things that were still on my to-do list was replace the broken fuel gauge sending unit in the gas tank and install a fuel filter. Needless to say, I overestimated how much gas I had and ran out coming up the exit ramp off the highway.
So, I walk home (probably about 3 miles) and have my sister drive me up to the gas station and drive me back to my car. I fill it up and the damn thing won't start. I pulled crap from the gas tank and plugged the carb's valve seat assembly. Rode the last three miles home in a tow truck.

Was in Wi. in 1976 in my 69.
My Mother-in-law was up to be with my wife for her first heart surgury. It was two days away and we had just came back from Bingo at the VFW. We wanted to go get a pizza but it was 10 at night and my MIL wanted to go to bed.
She went in and we were trying to decide where to go (I wanted to drive to EauClaire for Shakeys) and we were getting a little friskey eventually ending up in the back seat in a position that somewhat matched the cars year. I look up and see my MIL looking in the window!!!:eek: She just yanks open the door and leans in past me and says I forgot my purse, picks it up off the other side of the rear floor and closes the door and walks away like nothing was even going on!
Yep! The mood was gone at that point. We wound up sitting at McD's until midnight and we figured she was long asleep! The wife and I were never so embarrassed in our lives!!!:o
She had never said a word about this until one day about a year before she passed from alzhiemers. Then she brought it up at a dinner with my wifes sisters and their spouses, luckily I was not there.:)

We may have a winner here... I was ROFLMAOPIMP with this one :thumbsup:

Back when I was single, showing off for girls almost always resulted in embarrassment. :D

This is about Chevelle moments, not just your personal life! :D

Back when I was single, showing off for girls almost always resulted in embarrassment. :D
Just because your married, doesn't mean you have to quit showing off for the girls, suck in that gut and hold that breath as long as they are looking!:yes: