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here's a short rant of my evening... being kind of cocky in front of a friend i was driving home from the local skatepark. I pulled off the line(at astop sign) really hard and about a minute later i smelled antifreeze and then the smoke poured out from under the hood waiting at a red light!! so i shut it off asap waited for this light to turn green as it is known for being PAINTED red.. i wait at this light all the time and its about a 4 minute wait to cross... so i started it up and crawled across the highway and opened the hood in with a slight drizzle.... all awhile opening the hood very carefully everything under the hood had a green tint to it -_- so i cut the hose that goes from the heat(thing) to the radiator valve as it had shredded open :fs1: made myself a little loop didoo and refilled with antifreeze so i could make it home... my great day ended in a somewhat tense night :ack:

k I'm done ranting... anybody have a similar story?

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what other type of vehicle owners have these stories. all the normal people would have A: kept driving regardless of engine temperature and leaking. or B: sat there for a tow truck.

 

good job man. :thumbsup: i gave a guy a jump at a gas station a couple years back, he said "i was hoping a jeep guy would come around, they always have everything."

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Halfway similar here, but a few years ago I was at a friend's party out in the sticks watching them in their 4wd, lifted trucks going off of an about 3' tall dirt mound. They would get done going over it at about 15mph, and come back saying "Did ya see how much air I caught that time?". After about 20 times of watching them get ZERO air at all under the tires (they thought they were, because of their suspension setups), I decided to take Baby over it. I got a god run of about 40mph, and hit the dirt mound... they say I could have cleared a car height and lengthwise easily; landed her right on the DS front, almost in nose dive position. The landing left a 2' deep, 5' long crater in the ground, and made my radiator jump ship, right through the fan. The radiator was literally pretty much pressed against the water pump. The only other damage was a slightly warped fender, bent front bumper, and anything that hasn't been apparent yet. I let her sit overnight, got a new radiator in the morning, installed it, and drove home with no issues. :clapping:

 

 

 

Yes, image_209027.gif was involved, and no, I haven't done it again and don't plan to ever again.

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Lol seemed fun at the time huh? yeah same for me trying to b a hotshot spinning my tires :brows:

I'm only 17 and have yet to break anything in my MJ that my dad has had since 89' when i called him to tell him what had happend he flipped thinking i seized it :grrrr: (i didnt tell him about the whole burning out part haha)

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here's a short rant of my evening... being kind of cocky in front of a friend i was driving home from the local skatepark. I pulled off the line(at astop sign) really hard and about a minute later i smelled antifreeze and then the smoke poured out from under the hood waiting at a red light!! so i shut it off asap waited for this light to turn green as it is known for being PAINTED red.. i wait at this light all the time and its about a 4 minute wait to cross... so i started it up and crawled across the highway and opened the hood in with a slight drizzle.... all awhile opening the hood very carefully everything under the hood had a green tint to it -_- so i cut the hose that goes from the heat(thing) to the radiator valve as it had shredded open :fs1: made myself a little loop didoo and refilled with antifreeze so i could make it home... my great day ended in a somewhat tense night :ack:

k I'm done ranting... anybody have a similar story?

 

thats the exact same thing that happened to me at Silver Lake sand dunes last year. good thing Mini Beast had a 2 litre bottle of water :thumbsup:

 

here we are fixing it

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Twenty something years ago I had a pretty hot mustang. On a dare, I roasted my tires the full length of out parking lot and finished with a couple donuts to further prove my (senseless) point. Yup, I won the bet... and spit a freeze plug right out of the block to quite another "smoke" steam show!!! LOL

 

I had my radiator froze in the MJ on a super cold snap a year or so back.... I blew a heater hose. Pulled over and huffed it a couple miles in below zero temps to work. We towed the MJ into the garage and two of our grounds crew fixed it up for me while I was working!! jamminz.gifjamminz.gif No damage, but that hose & the T stat.

 

 

After my buddies fixed me up...

 

 

CW

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Kinda similiar experience. I was in Spain, driving a Renault Daupne,mispelled, From Zaragoza to San Sebastion when the heater hose broke. I had been sitting by the side of the road for about 10 minutes waiting for things to cool down when a Spanish motorcycle cop stopped. We talked for a couple minutes and I decided it was time to do something like remove the the end of the hose and reattach it to the heater. Fortunatly it had broke next to the heater and there was enough slack to do this. Without thinking I reached in my pocket , pulled out and opened my swithblade. That cop jumped 5 feet straight back and had his weapon drawn before I cud say 'oh sh*t'. I dropped the knive an held both hands out. We looked at each other a couple seconds, then he chuckled and secured his weapon. I picked up the knife and finished the job. Refilled the radiator with water from a stream. Then we went down the road a couple kilos and stopped at a cantina where we had a sandwich and couple cervezas. and a laugh or two.I bought. Jim :cheers: :cheers:

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Kinda similiar experience. I was in Spain, driving a Renault Daupne,mispelled, From Zaragoza to San Sebastion when the heater hose broke. I had been sitting by the side of the road for about 10 minutes waiting for things to cool down when a Spanish motorcycle cop stopped. We talked for a couple minutes and I decided it was time to do something like remove the the end of the hose and reattach it to the heater. Fortunatly it had broke next to the heater and there was enough slack to do this. Without thinking I reached in my pocket , pulled out and opened my swithblade. That cop jumped 5 feet straight back and had his weapon drawn before I cud say 'oh sh*t'. I dropped the knive an held both hands out. We looked at each other a couple seconds, then he chuckled and secured his weapon. I picked up the knife and finished the job. Refilled the radiator with water from a stream. Then we went down the road a couple kilos and stopped at a cantina where we had a sandwich and couple cervezas. and a laugh or two.I bought. Jim :cheers: :cheers:

lmao thats a funny story, something like that would happen to me haha

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Twenty something years ago I had a pretty hot mustang. On a dare, I roasted my tires the full length of out parking lot and finished with a couple donuts to further prove my (senseless) point. Yup, I won the bet... and spit a freeze plug right out of the block to quite another "smoke" steam show!!! LOL

 

I had my radiator froze in the MJ on a super cold snap a year or so back.... I blew a heater hose. Pulled over and huffed it a couple miles in below zero temps to work. We towed the MJ into the garage and two of our grounds crew fixed it up for me while I was working!! jamminz.gifjamminz.gif No damage, but that hose & the T stat.

 

 

After my buddies fixed me up...

 

 

CW

My exact same hose broke in the same exact spot!!!! its what I get for beating on her lol...I'm usually a calm laid back driver and don't really have a need for speed as i used to race motocross
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even better story sorry for the :hijack: but any ways. my girlfriend had a dodge caravan before her cherokee and the little oil light came on one day in the parking lot waiting 4 a friend. sssssoooooo i decide to check it . she shut off the car ( it was all warmed up ) and i opened the hood checked the oil alittle dirty an low but i noticed a little antifreeze leak out of the cap before i could even regester it in my mind BOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!! cap blows off 190 degreeish antifreeze in the face. I fall in pain and people that saw it call 911. free ride in fast ambulance 2nd degree chemical burns to the face and eyes. realllllllllllllll crappy day let me tell you

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even better story sorry for the :hijack: but any ways. my girlfriend had a dodge caravan before her cherokee and the little oil light came on one day in the parking lot waiting 4 a friend. sssssoooooo i decide to check it . she shut off the car ( it was all warmed up ) and i opened the hood checked the oil alittle dirty an low but i noticed a little antifreeze leak out of the cap before i could even regester it in my mind BOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!! cap blows off 190 degreeish antifreeze in the face. I fall in pain and people that saw it call 911. free ride in fast ambulance 2nd degree chemical burns to the face and eyes. realllllllllllllll crappy day let me tell you

THAT ^ must of hurt like a mothertrucker.. thats why i opend my hood with a stick today ;)

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Some years ago, after I had worn out my welcome on the Connecticut autocross circuit making Corvettes look stupid by cleaning their clocks in a Javelin (actually, not to rag on 'Vettes, it was their drivers who were stupid, for thinking a vehicle with a HEAVY 427 was a suitable vehicle for a tight, twisty course set up in a parking lot), I used to run the New England hillclimb circuit. That isn't what you off-road types think. We ran on the paved access roads that lead to the tops of most of the big ski mountains, in the summer when the roads were open and not being used.

 

So I went to one in northern Vermont, at Bolton Valley. I don't remember how long that course was -- 3 miles, maybe? It's not a race, it's a time trial -- one car at a time, against the clock. Practice on Friday and Saturday, timed runs on Sunday. So on my second practice run I get a green flag and floor it. I was running a 290 then, and the Bolton Valley access road was straighter than most. There was really only one corner on the whole mountain I couldn't take flat out in 4th gear. So off I go, have a decent run, get to the top and slow down to go into the pit area -- and I see steam coming out of the engine room. LOTS of steam. Uh, oh.

 

Turns out the RPMs when I wound out in first gear off the starting line blew one of the small heater hoses. Mind you, they had corner workers at ALL the corners, and they were all in contact by radio. Do you reckon anybody would have flagged me down and told me I was screaming up a mountain with the peddle to the floor and NO COOLANT? Oh, hell no.

 

By a minor miracle the engine didn't seize up. After letting it cool for several hours, I replaced the hose, refilled the coolant, and it started right up. But ... it had gotten hot enough to score the cylinder walls, because after that the compression was in the toilet and it burned oil badly. That was my cue to build a 343 engine and plug it in.

 

I never found quite the ideal cam for that 343, but it was a nice engine anyway. I took an FTD in a time trial at Lime Rock with that engine. But that's another story.

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Many moons ago, I had a 66 Chevy pickup with 16in wide slicks on the rear. Was heading over to my girlfriends house when a car pulled up beside me with 4 girls in it. I decided to impress them and stomped the gas. Burned out a good bit and then took a corner and hit it some more. Half mile or so I had some god awful noise coming from under my seat. It stopped and then I noticed no matter how much gas I gave it I wasn't going anywhere. Pulled over just in time to hear my driveshaft hit the ground. Ripped the carrier bearing clean off and now my two piece drive shaft was in two separate pieces. Called my dad and he met me with a tow truck. Had the shop keep it over night and picked it up the next day.

 

Soo, later the next day, I picked up my girlfriend from work and was taking her home. She was real tired and had laid down across the seat with her head in my lap. Stopped at a stop light and lo and behold the car next to me was the same girls from the night before. They started talking to me and asked if I'd burn out again. At about that time my girlfriend pick her head up and the girls in the car started laughing. I was pissed so I burned out when the light changed and argued the whole way to my girlfriends house. :roll: At least the new drive shaft held out. :brows:

 

Later, I left her house and decided to go to the local crusing spot as I was sure to find those girls. I ran out of gas on the way there. :wall:

 

Good ole days of youth and not a lot of sense. :D

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Many moons ago, I had a 66 Chevy pickup with 16in wide slicks on the rear. Was heading over to my girlfriends house when a car pulled up beside me with 4 girls in it. I decided to impress them and stomped the gas. Burned out a good bit and then took a corner and hit it some more. Half mile or so I had some god awful noise coming from under my seat. It stopped and then I noticed no matter how much gas I gave it I wasn't going anywhere. Pulled over just in time to hear my driveshaft hit the ground. Ripped the carrier bearing clean off and now my two piece drive shaft was in two separate pieces. Called my dad and he met me with a tow truck. Had the shop keep it over night and picked it up the next day.

 

Soo, later the next day, I picked up my girlfriend from work and was taking her home. She was real tired and had laid down across the seat with her head in my lap. Stopped at a stop light and lo and behold the car next to me was the same girls from the night before. They started talking to me and asked if I'd burn out again. At about that time my girlfriend pick her head up and the girls in the car started laughing. I was pissed so I burned out when the light changed and argued the whole way to my girlfriends house. :roll: At least the new drive shaft held out. :brows:

 

Later, I left her house and decided to go to the local crusing spot as I was sure to find those girls. I ran out of gas on the way there. :wall:

 

Good ole days of youth and not a lot of sense. :D

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Many moons ago, I had a 66 Chevy pickup with 16in wide slicks on the rear. Was heading over to my girlfriends house when a car pulled up beside me with 4 girls in it. I decided to impress them and stomped the gas. Burned out a good bit and then took a corner and hit it some more. Half mile or so I had some god awful noise coming from under my seat. It stopped and then I noticed no matter how much gas I gave it I wasn't going anywhere. Pulled over just in time to hear my driveshaft hit the ground. Ripped the carrier bearing clean off and now my two piece drive shaft was in two separate pieces. Called my dad and he met me with a tow truck. Had the shop keep it over night and picked it up the next day.

 

Soo, later the next day, I picked up my girlfriend from work and was taking her home. She was real tired and had laid down across the seat with her head in my lap. Stopped at a stop light and lo and behold the car next to me was the same girls from the night before. They started talking to me and asked if I'd burn out again. At about that time my girlfriend pick her head up and the girls in the car started laughing. I was pissed so I burned out when the light changed and argued the whole way to my girlfriends house. :roll: At least the new drive shaft held out. :brows:

 

Later, I left her house and decided to go to the local crusing spot as I was sure to find those girls. I ran out of gas on the way there. :wall:

 

Good ole days of youth and not a lot of sense. :D

:rotf: :rotf:

haha running out of gas and breaking a dshaft..must of been a great 2 days huh?

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Kinda similiar experience. I was in Spain, driving a Renault Daupne,mispelled, From Zaragoza to San Sebastion when the heater hose broke. I had been sitting by the side of the road for about 10 minutes waiting for things to cool down when a Spanish motorcycle cop stopped. We talked for a couple minutes and I decided it was time to do something like remove the the end of the hose and reattach it to the heater. Fortunatly it had broke next to the heater and there was enough slack to do this. Without thinking I reached in my pocket , pulled out and opened my swithblade. That cop jumped 5 feet straight back and had his weapon drawn before I cud say 'oh sh*t'. I dropped the knive an held both hands out. We looked at each other a couple seconds, then he chuckled and secured his weapon. I picked up the knife and finished the job. Refilled the radiator with water from a stream. Then we went down the road a couple kilos and stopped at a cantina where we had a sandwich and couple cervezas. and a laugh or two.I bought. Jim :cheers: :cheers:

 

i don't care who you are thats funny right there ... lol

 

seriously that would happen to me

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