What damage did you do to your parents cars ?
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Great topic!
As a youngster about 1980, burned two eyes and a nose into the dashboard Mum's brand new Range Rover with the fag lighter. Before I started on the mouth I realised how catastrophic the damage was and stopped there. The trouble was large.
As an early teen, I was practising my parking manoeuvres in the yard at home in Dad's station car when no-one was in. Misjudged the column to the left of the car port and caved in the front corner. The damage of the car, parked nose in, was not visible but the big dent and scratches in the dark stained wood column definitely were. Managed to find some filler and matching varnish and repaired it to a decent standard and kept quiet about the car. Twas two days until it was noticed and it was assumed it had happened at the station. Never fessed that up until this post! lol.
As a youngster about 1980, burned two eyes and a nose into the dashboard Mum's brand new Range Rover with the fag lighter. Before I started on the mouth I realised how catastrophic the damage was and stopped there. The trouble was large.
As an early teen, I was practising my parking manoeuvres in the yard at home in Dad's station car when no-one was in. Misjudged the column to the left of the car port and caved in the front corner. The damage of the car, parked nose in, was not visible but the big dent and scratches in the dark stained wood column definitely were. Managed to find some filler and matching varnish and repaired it to a decent standard and kept quiet about the car. Twas two days until it was noticed and it was assumed it had happened at the station. Never fessed that up until this post! lol.
J4CKO said:
the seats edges were just so chewy.
Did a few. December 23rd 1985, 13 days after passing my driving test, I was driving my mum's Pug 305 GRD down from Saddleworth on the M62. The engine blew - basically a cylinder liner crumpled, destroyed piston and valves, cracked head, rod punched hole in block, bent crank, and all the bits then fell into the gearbox and mashed around inside it, and also punched a hole in the side of the gearbox. That car was st.
Discovered that a Toyota Landcruiser would not fit into my dad's garage.
Was later doing something on my mum's (repaired) 305. It was sort of half way into the garage. I was wondering why the jack was so stiff. Turned out that I was basically too close on the other side and was manfully jacking the car into the garage pillar.
Handbrake turns and stuff in the 305 in Halfords carp ark in the snow. Driveshaft popped out (WTF? ) along with all the gearbox oil etc. My dad came out in his scraped Landcruiser and somehow or other, in the dark and snow I got it all reassembled and we left it there til the next day when we could refill it with oil.
Evening all,
For some reason, while driving one of my friends home, I thought it would be a good idea to demonstrate the sophistication of the modern gearbox by suggesting that the Ford Mondeo I was in wouldn't possibly let me select 1st at 70 mph
Unfortunately, it turns out this particular Mondeo isn't that modern. Many interesting, crunching noises were heard that night
Anyway, I managed to roll the car to Watford where my dad and the AA bloke came to inspect/collect the car respectively at about 12am.
My dad was not pleased. Spare underwear would have been useful
For some reason, while driving one of my friends home, I thought it would be a good idea to demonstrate the sophistication of the modern gearbox by suggesting that the Ford Mondeo I was in wouldn't possibly let me select 1st at 70 mph
Unfortunately, it turns out this particular Mondeo isn't that modern. Many interesting, crunching noises were heard that night
Anyway, I managed to roll the car to Watford where my dad and the AA bloke came to inspect/collect the car respectively at about 12am.
My dad was not pleased. Spare underwear would have been useful
Had a rather large branch fall on my dads saab 9000 turbo at around 60mph..did the bonnet,grill and 2 headlights, he never believed me.
Also during a drunken teenage party we managed to ‘park’ the girls brothers mini in the river at the bottom of the garden, it got stuck in a weir downstream and had to be removed several days later...
Also during a drunken teenage party we managed to ‘park’ the girls brothers mini in the river at the bottom of the garden, it got stuck in a weir downstream and had to be removed several days later...
The head gasket had gone in mine so having driven it to the garage looking like a red arrow, got the bus home. Rather luckily my folks were going on holiday the next day so i borrowed their car for the week (Renault scenic).
1)
Friday night I drove the lads into town and park in a multi storey - on returning to the car after a quick drink I find every panel except the roof has damage. There is a dent with a foot print in the centre on the boot, bonnet, passenger side doors and the drivers side has been keyed. England lost a football match on the same night so i assume some tt took it out on a french car; anyway it was much to the amusement of my grandad and brother who were revelling in anticipation of the bking i was going to receive.
I had to pick them up from the airport in it (the condition of loan was to do the airport runs). I met them in arrivals.
Me: Hey how was your holiday
Dad: fine, how is your car?
Me: Alright..... but yours is fked...
Mum: <Horrified>
Dad: what the fk did you do?
Me: parked it, it was vandalised etc & sorry
Dad: Smiling.. Who have you been shagging!?!?
Me: it's your car!
Mum:< Horrified>
Insurance company were informed and an assessor came to take photos of the car and it was booked in a week later
2) The following day I was driving into work and someone swerved from the inside of a roundabout across 2 lanes to exit the roundabout. I happened to be strategically positioned in the way: so that was the drivers side dented too. He was not happy! we didn't tell the insurance company as the car was getting fixed anyway - the damage didn't match the photos and they also phoned up also not very happy.
3) reversed into my mums car pulling off the drive. missus was nattering on about something and i was distracted, rear corner of mine went into the front wing on a clio they had - no damage to mine but a fairly hefty dent in the clio - cost me £300 and an earache.
4) this wasn't major damage and sorted for about £30 from a part of ebay a couple of years ago. I had to phone him up at 2 am. "Dad - i need to borrow your car". Tax was going to expire on the family car while on a family holiday on the continent, (i don't drive that much so it had slipped my mind) and i was worried about being pulled on the way home. when i went online to pay, baring in mind the ferry was due to leave at ~7.00am, i discovered the tax wasn't the only thing i'd forgotten, the MOT had lapsed so i couldn't tax it, which also meant i wasn't insured. Unloaded my car into his Jag X type (lovely sounding v6 but can never make its mind up what gear it should be in). Asked the missus to put the tickets into the glove box and the handle came off in her hand.
1)
Friday night I drove the lads into town and park in a multi storey - on returning to the car after a quick drink I find every panel except the roof has damage. There is a dent with a foot print in the centre on the boot, bonnet, passenger side doors and the drivers side has been keyed. England lost a football match on the same night so i assume some tt took it out on a french car; anyway it was much to the amusement of my grandad and brother who were revelling in anticipation of the bking i was going to receive.
I had to pick them up from the airport in it (the condition of loan was to do the airport runs). I met them in arrivals.
Me: Hey how was your holiday
Dad: fine, how is your car?
Me: Alright..... but yours is fked...
Mum: <Horrified>
Dad: what the fk did you do?
Me: parked it, it was vandalised etc & sorry
Dad: Smiling.. Who have you been shagging!?!?
Me: it's your car!
Mum:< Horrified>
Insurance company were informed and an assessor came to take photos of the car and it was booked in a week later
2) The following day I was driving into work and someone swerved from the inside of a roundabout across 2 lanes to exit the roundabout. I happened to be strategically positioned in the way: so that was the drivers side dented too. He was not happy! we didn't tell the insurance company as the car was getting fixed anyway - the damage didn't match the photos and they also phoned up also not very happy.
3) reversed into my mums car pulling off the drive. missus was nattering on about something and i was distracted, rear corner of mine went into the front wing on a clio they had - no damage to mine but a fairly hefty dent in the clio - cost me £300 and an earache.
4) this wasn't major damage and sorted for about £30 from a part of ebay a couple of years ago. I had to phone him up at 2 am. "Dad - i need to borrow your car". Tax was going to expire on the family car while on a family holiday on the continent, (i don't drive that much so it had slipped my mind) and i was worried about being pulled on the way home. when i went online to pay, baring in mind the ferry was due to leave at ~7.00am, i discovered the tax wasn't the only thing i'd forgotten, the MOT had lapsed so i couldn't tax it, which also meant i wasn't insured. Unloaded my car into his Jag X type (lovely sounding v6 but can never make its mind up what gear it should be in). Asked the missus to put the tickets into the glove box and the handle came off in her hand.
Edited by MDUBZ on Friday 14th December 21:22
Black_S3 said:
wasnt this what happened to those things when they hit a speedbump?
Hydrolastic suspension meant it was quite good at speed bumps, pretty quick for a 17 YO first car as well with a 1750 motor and the seats folded flat to make a huge burgundy velour bed. Shame it looked like a Maxi.Scraped the whole side of a brand new top of the range Daewoo (my grandad was obsessed they were good cars) when reversing it out the barn just to see if I could drive it.
I and a good friend spent the rest of the weekend polishing, tcutting and gently respraying the side.
They never noticed
I and a good friend spent the rest of the weekend polishing, tcutting and gently respraying the side.
They never noticed
mike9009 said:
I was three years old. My dad had a brand new Allegro estate with vinyl seats.
I was left in the car and wondered what the cigarette lighter was.
It made lovely little melted circles in the front seats.
We owned the car for nine years and I remember those circles quite vividly.
Dad was not happy! I would be livid if my kids did this to my new car - but I guess nowadays you wouldn't leave a three year old loose in a car.
I was about 4 and did exactly the same thing - So the owner of a yellow Lotus Elan +2 with circles on the interior - I'm really sorry!I was left in the car and wondered what the cigarette lighter was.
It made lovely little melted circles in the front seats.
We owned the car for nine years and I remember those circles quite vividly.
Dad was not happy! I would be livid if my kids did this to my new car - but I guess nowadays you wouldn't leave a three year old loose in a car.
At 16,having never had a driving lesson, I "borrowed my Dad's Triumph Herald and went to put some petrol in at the garage across from where I lived before driving to a job interview as an NCB apprentice. First gear being close to reverse, I promptly reversed into, and demolished a paraffin pump on the forecourt, paraffin heaters being fairly common at the time. . For reasons I will never know, the owner of the garage told me to forget it. Perhaps he knew what my Dad's response would be if he found out. Great bloke. I continued, and got the apprenticeship.
Generally I didn;'t do any damange.
the most I ever did was get a nosebleed on the way to school in the back of my dads toyota AE71 corolla coupe, right on the middle seat. It dried and made a dent into the foamy/cloth seats and made me feel like my blood was acid like from the movie ALIEN/ALIENS.
the most I ever did was get a nosebleed on the way to school in the back of my dads toyota AE71 corolla coupe, right on the middle seat. It dried and made a dent into the foamy/cloth seats and made me feel like my blood was acid like from the movie ALIEN/ALIENS.
The day I passed my test I drove my mates round like an idiot.
Managed to get away with a few near misses.
Then dropping my mates off I ripped the passenger rear door skin off. I was going so slow I didn't realise it caught my mates stone pillar on his drive.
Drove home and told my parents who thought I was joking.
5 minutes later my dad was kicking st out of the car.
I did him a favour as about 6 weeks later I wrote it off. I spun it driving like an idiot. Hit every corner as I spun but due to landing back on the road facing the right direction I momentarily thought it got away with it.
A couple of yards later reality kicked in and the car gave up.
We were fortunate to get surrounded by numerous police vans and cars as I waited for my parents to turn up.
Apparently it looked like we had nicked it.
Not sure why 3 sheepish looking joy riders would sit in a smashed up Granada listening to music.
Police officers stood back waiting for my dad's reaction.
They didn't look happy when he casually said it's ok he will just get a new car.
Luckily for me my mum had given him the hard word on the way. Which wasn't to dissimilar to the bking I got on the way home.
My few bumps and another director's son doing the same meant I went from free petrol and new cars to a 1 litre beat up metro and expensive insurance.
Life does teach you a few things.
Managed to get away with a few near misses.
Then dropping my mates off I ripped the passenger rear door skin off. I was going so slow I didn't realise it caught my mates stone pillar on his drive.
Drove home and told my parents who thought I was joking.
5 minutes later my dad was kicking st out of the car.
I did him a favour as about 6 weeks later I wrote it off. I spun it driving like an idiot. Hit every corner as I spun but due to landing back on the road facing the right direction I momentarily thought it got away with it.
A couple of yards later reality kicked in and the car gave up.
We were fortunate to get surrounded by numerous police vans and cars as I waited for my parents to turn up.
Apparently it looked like we had nicked it.
Not sure why 3 sheepish looking joy riders would sit in a smashed up Granada listening to music.
Police officers stood back waiting for my dad's reaction.
They didn't look happy when he casually said it's ok he will just get a new car.
Luckily for me my mum had given him the hard word on the way. Which wasn't to dissimilar to the bking I got on the way home.
My few bumps and another director's son doing the same meant I went from free petrol and new cars to a 1 litre beat up metro and expensive insurance.
Life does teach you a few things.
hmm... I think my father is a member on here so I best say little.
Couple of days after I passed my test I might've taken the Mazda 626 estate on to the dual carriageway and explore the top speed. And the wrecked CV joint was from when I beached it off road.
And when much younger I remember the cig lighter trick that so many others here have also done! And learning that the horn makes quite a loud noise and when pressed repeatedly results in a furious mother emerging from the supermarket. Of course that doesn't happen these days as kids never get left in cars!
Couple of days after I passed my test I might've taken the Mazda 626 estate on to the dual carriageway and explore the top speed. And the wrecked CV joint was from when I beached it off road.
And when much younger I remember the cig lighter trick that so many others here have also done! And learning that the horn makes quite a loud noise and when pressed repeatedly results in a furious mother emerging from the supermarket. Of course that doesn't happen these days as kids never get left in cars!
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