[DeTomaso] When it hits the fan

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Yep - had a neighbor that did that one too.  For some reason his Datsun baby-truck was VERY loud, especially after he blew the pipe off.

He also had a crank case explosion once. He had a big Lincoln with a 460.  He rebuilt the engine, had a hard time getting it started, and apparently drained a lot of gas past the rings and into the pan.  He probably had junk in the needle/seat in his carb.

At any rate, we heard this huge explosion.  He was about 500 yards from our house, but it still sounded like a train slammed into a building.  We went to see what was going on.  His pan and one valve cover was ballooned and blown off.  He had that look on his face - you know the look - the one you have AFTER you just melted both eyebrows.

Our F100 straight 6 did the exhaust explosions too, but it sounded like a gay fart.  It was on propane.  It was a little louder on gasoline, but not by much.

Our white lie (okay bold face black lie) to our dad was when we broke his truck.  It was the hottest summer on record in Arkansas - somewhere around 1980-1982.  The streets were so hot, the F100 would spin the tires forever.  We drove by a friend's house to give him something to remember us by.  My brother revved it up and popped the clutch.  It bounced 3 times and dropped the driveshaft on the road - broken u-joint.  We told my dad he downshifted to "rack the pipes".  Yeah right - in a straight 6?  He believed us, but he was mucho pissed because we weren't supposed to be on that side of town anyway.

Many more like that.

-----Original Message-----
>From: Terry Marsh <tm6279 at comcast.net>
>Sent: Jan 12, 2010 12:33 AM
>To: detomaso at realbig.com
>Subject: [DeTomaso]  When it hits the fan
>
>"They" say confession is good for the soul.  In that light...My best friend
>(now brother-in-law) and I borrowed my dad's 1959 Plymouth station wagon (9
>passenger-rear facing third seat - 318 V-8 - 2 speed typewriter
>transmission.)  We drove from Denver, CO up to Greeley - home of the local
>teacher's college (UNC) and allegedly the epicenter of all hot babes in the
>then-known world.  
>
> 
>
>On the way to Greeley, we stopped to remove the air cleaner in order to
>obtain additional horsepower and that great MOPAR roar while accelerating to
>80 miles per hour in low gear.  (Don't laugh you Powerglide Pukes; you know
>what I'm saying!)  After cruising the streets of Greeley without success, we
>headed home - without female companions.  In an attempt to lighten the mood,
>I coasted down a long hill on US 85, turned off the ignition for about 50
>yards and turned it back on.  KABAM!  Neat explosion from the tailpipe, lots
>of macho chest beating and laughs.  That one worked out so well, I did the
>same thing twice more.  More big laughs helped us to forget we were shut out
>on the "great teacher hunt."   
>
> 
>
>On the next downgrade, I spotted a railroad overpass about 1/4 mile ahead.
>Shut off the ignition at 80 MPH, coast all the way to the underpass, turn on
>the ignition and KAAABLLOOEY!  Blew the muffler and tail pipe clear off the
>car into the weeds.  The family truckster now sounded like a AA Fueler!
>However, we still had 20 miles to drive home.  Pussy footed all the way,
>dropped off my future brother-in-law at his house, and crept home.  I
>coasted into the drive way and went to bed fearing the wrath of Dad in the
>morning.
>
> 
>
>After a very short night, I decided to lie to Dad.  Obviously, some of those
>UNC college boys sabotaged the car!  They stuck a potato up the exhaust pipe
>and caused the damage! Yup, that's the story and I'm sticking with it!
>
> 
>
>The alibi didn't work (go figure.)  Next day, I'm at the auto parts store
>buying muffler and tail pipe and learning how to install same.
>
> 
>
>Terry
>
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