I wanna know what everyone's favorite memory of rodding is. It doesnt matter if its a specific cruise or if it was something that happened while you were building yours. I'm young still and I know I have a lot of fun times ahead of me on cruises and future rods. However, I remember this past summer I had just brought my truck home from getting the subfram and rear end installed and my father and I were pushing it behind the garage. I was sitting in the cab steering and he was pushing me with his truck. I got it up behind the garage and neither of us realized that there was just a slight hill back there but it was just enough to get my truck goin. I looked down to step on the brake and then remembered I hadnt installed them yet and as my dad sat back laughing I hit the fence and blew it off the post he had just installed. I dented up the grille pretty good but thats about it. That's my memory so far now I wanna know yours. All this happened shortly after the pic on my profile was taken.

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If you aint ever been scared you haven't gone fast enough.

After losing my 1st T in a fire and building a new one, spending 24/7 in the all mens car club I had to join so I could work on my car.8 months of blood, sweat, no life and tears, we turned the key and it started to rumble - I burst out crying. Ever since, miles of smiles.
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Lipstick Road Tour 2002
I dont suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it.
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Geesh, there's so many.

Bringing my Plymouth back to my parents house when I lived with them. My Dad laughed at me. Said I was getting in over my head. 9 months later, we made our first show.

Firing up the car the first time.

Flat tire on the way to Lousville (no spare) and broken fuel pump on the way home. Took 15 hrs to get home.

Harrington DE - Got in after a huge thunderstorm. Decided to hit the free clams and beer prior to setting up our tent. The ground was too wet to hold the stakes, and the beer erroded my patience, ended with me trashing the tent and pissing on it. We spent the weekend in a horse stall in our sleeping bag.

Bloomsburg PA - Drag Queen contest. Someone in my party had a camera!

Putting the car in reverse while doing 40 mph and rolling it. Seven months of marathon thrashing later, the car was better than before and on the road.
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MrWillys aka HRB
Member: Dipstick Street Rod Association
Paint don't make 'em any faster!

Actually there are a lot of them I guess I have one favorite and you just reminded me of another. Years back I was building a 64 Dodge superstock (Flawless Black)pulling it into the shop one night I had a brainfart and couldn't help doing a little burnout and--you guessed it NO BRAKES!, I blew my tool boxes out the rear cement block wall and it rained sockets etc. all over the car----whoops.
The other one was at a "Super Chevy Sunday" car show, I had just finished the truck early that morning and drove about 200 mi. to the show. Now wouldn't you think there would be some level of professionalism at these highly hyped events? When the judging began, a young lady, probably 17-20 showed up with her clipboard and the first thing out of her mouth was "Wow! it doesn't have any door handles. How do you get in? I said (probably sarcsticly at this point) "its magic" She replied "cool"
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Digger
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DSRA Member

I threw it away yesterday, now I have to go buy one
Just when you think you have won the Rat Race along come faster rats

I'm still kinda new at the whole car scene, but I've already accumulated a few precious moments.

Best- Driving my '34 Coupe and feeling blower boost for the first time at the same time!

Worst- Hitting a utility pole at 3AM in NYC with my just-bought coupe on the back of a rollback. No, it didn't come off the truck, but yeah, it got really busted up!

Funniest- Showing off the impressive rap of Mrs. Graybeard's open headers while parked in Wildwood (one foot in the car, one foot on the sidewalk, cocktail in hand) and having her Anglia's tranny jump into reverse. Interesting ride, but very short...
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I buy-sell-trade vintage HO slotcars

Last year, drove to GG Indy (8 hours) with 2 of my 4 daughters in my ex-'35 3w coupe. It was hot, humid and sticky. We had the time of our lives! At the show, a friend of mine gave them their first ride in a convertible. They were thrilled!
While I left them at the car so I could walk around for a while, they put a 'for sale' sign in the window. Told me they wanted a convertible instead.
The best dad/daughter bonding experience anyone could ask for.

As I was reading thru here I just thought of another one. Me and my dad went up to a car show and we camped out for the first night. We pitched the tent and everything and went to bed. When I woke up it was during the middle of a thunderstorm. I stood up because I felt water coming in the sise of the tent and my feet sunk a good 6 inches. All of the water went under the tent and it rained so bad that when we both looked out the tent the water was up to the middle of the wheel on my dad's model a. Well needless to say we spent the rest of the night in the car and the next night we went to a hotel. Best sleep i had in a while.

-wistude-
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If you aint ever been scared you haven't gone fast enough.

Back in the 60's I had a hot 56 Chevy 2-door sedan ! I went to pull it in on the ramp and had brain fart did a burn-out! I was pulling it in to bleed the brakes,off the end of the ramp it went and crushed my headers and took us 4 hrs to get it back on! And I just got the NEW headers the day before!!!
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Mike,Charter DRSA Member

Similar experience here. I had a '49 Plymouth (and no license) that had leaky brakes. I went to the small gas station and asked the owner if I could put it on the lift to check things under the car. He guided me in, but I was going too fast, and no brakes. Glad he jumped out of the way, but I still hit his air compressor, knocking of the drain plug, and smashed his bulk grease gun setup. Cost me $60, almost 40 years ago.

phil
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One man's treasure is another man's trash.

Sounds like LOTS of brainfarts from you guys! LOL Us girls of course NEVER do anything like that! LOL (wink, wink) at least nothing we'd admit to in public. :)

Best: Been thinking about that and can't really come up with one best or even a few best memories. For the most part I love anytime I'm in my rod or just at a show hanging out with buds.

Worst: Has to be the phone call I received while on the Windsor/Detroit bridge coming home from the Syracuse show in my Corvette, telling me my Chevy had burned in a paint shop fire. Cried for days, still get weepy eyed just thinking about it. Dave rod burning over the weekend just brought back all those terrible memories. My heart really aches for him cuz I know what he's going thru and nothing we can do or say will take the hurt away, only time.

Funniest: Putting a HUGE for sale sign on a buddies 40 Ford convert at the NSRA Northern nats in Kzoo about 5 years ago. It's a $40-45,000 rod and I filled out the sign with all the correct info and listed the selling price as $15,000 with the explaination "Must Sell, wifefound out about girlfriend" I put it on his rod when him and his buddies stepped away. Me and a few mutal friends stood back and watched the crowd gather around the rod sratching their heads trying to see inside the engine compartment to see if there was a motor inside. We laughed our @$$&* off. He practicly got jumped when he got back, had a smile on his face as he took the sign down looking around for the culpult. Still doesn't know to this day who did it. The following weekend at the James Dean show in IN, I stuck an old motel room key in his car with a sexy note telling him to meet me in my room later, of course not telling him who it was from, what hotel or what room. Of course he spent the weekend trying to find out which babe had the hots for him! LOL He still doesn't know who did that either. :)
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Your "top-less" cruzn buddy, Denise

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Two of my favorite memories come from border crossing guards heading into the US. On the trip down in '99 they searched the truck. Karen and I got out to talk to the one officer while his partner looked at the '48. He cames over after a few minutes and asked how to the door opened. I told him it was an ancient Chinese secret, and showed him the switches. He thought that was so cool he played with them for about five minutes.
The second time was last year, about 2 weeks after the 9-11 incident. We were apprehensive about the security, but things went well. He asked all the usual questions, including where did we work. Karen told him her job, then I said "at a street rod shop". He looked at the '48, then me, then the '48 again, and said "so why isn't it finished?". *LOL*
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Boyd who?
1948 Chevy 1/2 ton (driver)
Some people march to a different drummer. I like to polka.

Best memories? I hope I'm still making them, but the best so far was a 2 hour rainy drive up to a small show in North Carolina in the freshly finished 35 :)
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Is it funny yet?

Charter Member: Dipstick Street Rod Association

Seeing my car in the Goodguys Gazette after thinking for years I'd never have a car with a picture in the Gazette

Ditto erbssr

The frame was done. The motor fired. I 'C' clamped the body to the frame. Ran a fuel hose from a 2 gallon gas can between the seats through the dash to the carb. No windshield, no mufflers, no fenders, no cops. It was my dream come true since 1971.
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Wear your seatbelt

Syracuse - 2000
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SMILE : It's the second best thing you can do with your mouth.

Good memory, bad memory or Funniest? :)
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Your "top-less" cruzn buddy, Denise

http://www.geocities.com/lipstickrun/

Favorite: Cruising the Boulevard at Pigeon Forge.

Worse: Cruising local when a rear coil-over came apart. No real damage, except the shock, but I think that was the coldest day of the year laying under that thing beside the road changing that shock. (Lesson learned: when you adjust the spring on a coil-over make sure you're not screwing the top of the shock off. LOL)

Funniest: Cruising to Myrtle Beach when the points closed up on one of our club member's 56 Ford and backfired so loud and scared the h... out of the member following him. He talked about that all weekend. Guess you had to be there!
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'32 Ford Tudor

Funniest memory...At age 16 doing a burnout with my 55 Chevy and blasting thru the back wall of my dads garage. The best memory..Winning the 96 Goodguys giveaway car. The worst? hasn`t happened, even the bad stuff has a happy ending.
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The "New" and Unimproved edcroozer... Charter D.S.R.A. member

DON"T HAVE ANY GOT C-R-S
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Smoke um if ya got um
Burn Out Bob DSRA member

Just after getting my 40 coupe finished, took my wife for a ride one night. Ended up on a nearby beach in North Carolina, laid the seatback down, and we made uhhhh, well, anyway, it was good.
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Lynn Stallbaumer

Hope the best ones are still to come but the three that come to mind so far was the first rod run we went on in spring of '77 and our oldest was 6 months old,we drove our 40 to Fort Dodge, Iowa for a rod run and cruzed the square with all the rods and ours was still a stocker, had a lot of nice comments from the rodders there, the second one was the time the Lincoln Highway Tour group came through and we ran with them for a while and rode with a guy from back east that had an old Indian cycle with sidecar that I rode in, what a rush!! The latest one was the deck party where a group of SRS friends met at our house for a good time of food,drink and a whole lot of bsing, made some new life long friends that night!!! And only heaven knows what wonderfull things are to come!! Bill
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Bill Hicks DSRA Member

Top 5 Best..

-First ride in the familys first rod...40 Ply. 4 door. It didn't look like much (No doors glass or front sheetmetal) but we were kool! Neighbors called us nuts over and over cause it wasn't tagged (lap after lap around the house)..ran the mother outta gas time after time..Boy was it fun though!!

-First time on the street, all together exept door glass and the hood minus paint. What was gonna be a spin around town ended up winning the first Best Unfinished. Winning the first time out aint so bad..LOL

-Helping out when I could (I was 6 at the time) during the rebuild of my uncles '39 Chevy 2 door after a pretty ugly accident...wrecked it May 18th and on June 2nd we were in York in full dress.

-When 10 of us from around here met up at the McDonalds down the street. We were pulling out at 8 am, and somehow during the 1.5 hour trip we picked up somewhere around 75 cars from 3 states. Man was that ever neat lookin' back at everybody running single file. And once we were there and got to park together the fun just kept on goin'!

-Sitting in the hospital with King Fish (dad) after his back surgery flipping through the Oct 95 Issue of R&C only to find our Plymouth pictured from York (shot a picture from the grandstands and we were front and center)

-Bringing "THE BEAST" (Panel) home for the first time...then spending 2 years night and day on it.
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Few of the worst...

-Cumberland MD - Labor Day Rod Run '86 and '87, non stop rain for 4 days straight...didn't make for a fun weekend at all.

-Rock State Park- up past Bel Air MD..another rain episode. The weather was great till lunch..then it busted loose. Coming home NO wipers..couldn't see for NOTHING, the ole Plymouth got a bath and me and dad got beat to death since we had the door glass out. The closer we got to home the worse it was getting and RainX just wasn't gettin it so we stuck our heads outta the doors. LESSON 1 in life if you learn NOTHING else...Rain hurts at 50 mile a hour!!




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Dipstick Streetrod Association Member
If ya aint throwin' sparks ya aint low enough!

Geez, This one really brings back some memories. The best had to be my first real acquaintence with a street rod. It was back in 1958 and I was in the 8th grade. I was just coming out of our school when the most beutiful hot rod pulled up out in front and stopped. The driver was there to pick up the most gorgeous girl and off they zoomed. I was stunned. The car turned out to be '27 T on deuce rails with a hot flathead and a Halibrand rear. Of course, it had lots of other really neat things but I didn't know all the cool things back then. It was later when I started on my own stuff that I met the owner (actually owners, as there were two-Bob and Carl Austin) and was welcomed into their shop as if I was somebody. I guess I was as they called me their friend and that really mattered. They were the BEST friends anyone could ever have. Carl died last year with cancer and I miss him every day. Bob, who got the gorgeous girl is still around and building his '32 3-wdw that he has had for over 50 years!!! The T is still owned by Carl's widow and I think every once in a while that it ought to be back on the street as Carl was working on it when he got sick. Sorry for the long rant but, these two guys did more for hot rodding/street rodding in the Rochester area than anyone and have more friends to prove it. I know they showed me the way and I'm still following it.

That's an easy one........

My best memory is doing the horizontal bop for the first time in the back seat of my 54 Mercury.....woohoo

Ha, Janice just saw this and slapped me........But, it's true.

Sorry, I hope that I haven't offended anyone.

Chuckle,

BlueMoonBill
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William Lye

" ... Janice just saw this and slapped me........ "

And that's a BAD thing ? Tell them about the spankings you regularly get.
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SMILE : It's the second best thing you can do with your mouth.

Does creative use of a spatula count here?
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The "New" and Unimproved edcroozer... Charter D.S.R.A. member

my best memories was at Gatlinberg in the 70s when a street rodder came from some where and on the way he wrecked his 34 ford and crunched his front end, at the banquet Anderson fiberglass [A&I] out of Maryland gave the man that owned the 34 the parts to fix it.That was a great memorie and there are more also.....Johnny
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A GOODGUYS REP

Oh, you're bad Richard...........besmerching my character like that.

Did ya hear about the Sadist and the macochist? The macochist said spank me and the sadist said.......Nah

BlueMoonBill
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William Lye

Just level with us ...
I still got that pic you sent me of Jan wearing the red corset with the ostrich feathers and white go-go boots , holding the paddle . The Annette Funicello mask was a nice touch , too ... stunning.
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SMILE : It's the second best thing you can do with your mouth.

Damn, now Richard and Ed are ganging up on me..........Next thing ya know Charlie will jump in on this too.

Ok Rickie and Edna, but don't worry, I won't tell everyone about about the time I saw you two holding hands.

Ha,

BlueMoonBill


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William Lye

1) Cruising up the Malibu Highway in Los Angeles. The Pacfic on one side... the cliffs on the other side while in my Deuce roadster, just like what you see in the movies ---- 1996

2) Breaking out at the drag races ...... Chevy II went 10.95 off a 11.10 dial-in. ( 1/4 mile ) 1st time in the 10's ---- 1970

3) Got my 1st Harley Davidson ....a 1957 Red and Black Sportster ---- 1964

These 3 things rate as favorites in the Car/Motorcyles world. None even come close to the important events. Love, marriage and family.

DEUCE
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Same Wife, Same DEUCE Roadster, Same Job for over 20 years. Must be in a rut. AIN'T LIFE GRAND.....

I could go on forever about memories. Most good, very few bad.
But the best part is the people you meet through rodding.
Even people like Bluemoonbill, Ed, Skip, not to mention nutty woman like Denise! hehe
It's all about the people. The cars are what bring us together.
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Charlie

Great answer Charlie..........brings tears to my eyes.

Hey wait a minute....."even BlueMoonBill"......geeze, I think that I'm flattered.........am I?

HaHa,

BlueMoonBill
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William Lye

I`m amazed Charlie owned up to even knowing me. Brave man...lol
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The "New" and Unimproved edcroozer... Charter D.S.R.A. member

I know you hate country music, but this brings to mind a song by Waylon and Willie.

"Them that don't no him don't like him, and them that do sometimes don't know how to take him, he ain't wrong he's just different" hehe
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Charlie

Hey wistude,
In 1961(highschool junior)
I had a 1954 ford convertible, that my dad had found in the newspaper ads. It had a 1956 Mercury with Dial Quads with
progressive linkage,stick shift on the column-3 gears.
The car was built by a Ford engineer and his buddies for
the strip. The frame had 1 1/2 holes cut out everywhere
to lessen the weight.There was no floor in the trunk or
under the backseat. The convertible top could be just
unlocked and placed on the ground for racing.It had
Buteryn?(cheater slicks) side pipes with gas tanks caps on
themn to remove for staight pipes.My dad was a Chicago
policeman, and he told me have fun but don,t ever get a
ticket. I was stopped 75 times for racing or speeding,
and I always got of of it because they knew my dad or
because he was a cop.
On the 76th time I was stopped racing a vette,I got a
ticket.
When I came home form school that day. My dad had sold
my car. It was candy apple red with a white top with
red wheels. 59 caddy tailights.I thought I would die.
Bob

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Cruzin' BE Fun!!!!!!
Better than cleaning stalls!!
Bob

While still in school I bought a year old 71 Cuda off a used car lot for $3000. A lot of money for a kid at the time and I worked two part time jobs to pay for the note, gas and insurance. It had a 440 with a six pack and a slap stick. (Remember that old Mopar commercial with the fat sheriff and the reflecting sun glasses). Anyway, I new that I just had to buy the car, whatever it took. The night after I bought it was Friday, and while cruising main I was challenged to a drag race on old stage road outside of town; Salinas Califorinia. Got my doors blow off by a gutted 55 Chevy w/ a 327 with a tunnel ram. After the race the guy I raced said there was something wrong with the car because he'd just raced a Road Runner with the same running gear and it was a tight race. Popped of the air cleaner and sure enought, both secondaries had been wired closed by the used car dealer and the linkage removed, so I had a 440 with a 2 pack. I soon bought some mechanical progressive linkage, but not being much of a mechanic, let a German buddy that was the local Mopar guru hook it up with the agreement that I let him drive the car after the linkage was hooked up. After the linkage was installed, we jumped in to take it for a test drive with Klaus at the wheel. The road by the shop was 5 miles of country road straight as and arrow, an S bend, then another straight 5 miles. Well, when we left the shop, Klaus put his foot into it. I don't know how fast we were going, the speedometer only went to 120, and the rear end had some tall gears, but I remember the telephone poles by the road where only a blur. When I saw the sign for the S bend coming up I told Klaus to take his foot out of the floor board. Well, as you can problably guess the linkage stuck. Klaus threw the tranny in neutral and the engine RPM went out of site. I reached over and turned off the key and we made it throught the bend... sideways, but I'm here to tell the tale. We popped the hood and took off the air cleaner and the linkage came free. To my surprise, the engine started....I thought I was going to have a rod through the side of the block. Looking back and older now, I wonder how I ever lived through all the stupid things I did growing up. Sure wish I kept that car. Another stupid move was when I sold it.
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Fatstang