Then, I Lost It......
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One of the odd occasions my 3200GT Maserati was working perfectly, mid October, damp roads etc, joined the A1 from Sedgefield, roads were quiet, put my foot down as being able to use full power without a christmas tree dash board or limp home mode was a novelty, just about to join the A1, car hit 70mph then shifted into 3rd (Auto) Back end twitched, shooting me towards the central reservation, I thought, "This is bound to hurt" Just then, the ASR/traction cut in and brought everything under control.
Lucky for me the road was pretty much deserted otherwise it could have been very nasty.
Safe to say I stuck to a very tame 60mph all the way home. I learned pretty quick that my first RWD car shouldn't have 370bhp. Sort of threw myself in at the deep end with that one.
Lucky for me the road was pretty much deserted otherwise it could have been very nasty.
Safe to say I stuck to a very tame 60mph all the way home. I learned pretty quick that my first RWD car shouldn't have 370bhp. Sort of threw myself in at the deep end with that one.
Not quite near death, but this gave me a hell of a shock:
After it happened and I had jumped out and turned it off, we decided to try restart the machine - bad idea. The engine oil had run into the cylinders and it went into overrun. Could not turn off the engine, the amount of smoke was unreal, I was about the call the fire brigade, when it sounded like it has seized. Luckily the amount of oil pouring into the cylinders stopped the engine and no harm was done, just needed clearing out.
Video of how we got it down
After it happened and I had jumped out and turned it off, we decided to try restart the machine - bad idea. The engine oil had run into the cylinders and it went into overrun. Could not turn off the engine, the amount of smoke was unreal, I was about the call the fire brigade, when it sounded like it has seized. Luckily the amount of oil pouring into the cylinders stopped the engine and no harm was done, just needed clearing out.
Video of how we got it down
During a trip up Norway's Arctic highway one winter, 3-up in a Fiat 126, we came within a few feet of going backwards into an icy fjord, as you can see from the tyre tracks on the rather shakily-taken photo here:
I wasn't driving at that stage, but that just made the experience all the scarier. Here's the jist of the incident, from the trip report:
'Set free by the polished ice, our little car’s rear wheels jumped suddenly sideways as we crested the rise. Brummy corrected the slide, but as he did the rear-engined Fiat fishtailed enthusiastically back the other way. One more desperate attempt to regain control, and all was lost. Helplessly wedged in the back seat, I looked over my shoulder and watched in horror as we hurtled backwards towards an icy fjord, its dark surface brooding ominously in the half-light.
“Brake!” I yelped.
“I am F**king braking!” came Brummy’s stoical reply.
We flew off into the night, our speed slowly being scrubbed off, the fjord looming ever closer. Our wheels clipped its bank, nearly spinning us into the depths, and we careered off the road onto the only bit of flat grass for miles. Wheels glissading over the soft snow, the Fiat finally slid to a halt less than twenty feet from the water, and a similar distance from the very solid looking pine trees which had loomed up in our path.
After a few minutes sat in silence, my heart rate dropped sufficiently for me to speak again.
“Right, that’s it. I’m driving.” '
Lucky doesn't even begin to cover it!
I wasn't driving at that stage, but that just made the experience all the scarier. Here's the jist of the incident, from the trip report:
'Set free by the polished ice, our little car’s rear wheels jumped suddenly sideways as we crested the rise. Brummy corrected the slide, but as he did the rear-engined Fiat fishtailed enthusiastically back the other way. One more desperate attempt to regain control, and all was lost. Helplessly wedged in the back seat, I looked over my shoulder and watched in horror as we hurtled backwards towards an icy fjord, its dark surface brooding ominously in the half-light.
“Brake!” I yelped.
“I am F**king braking!” came Brummy’s stoical reply.
We flew off into the night, our speed slowly being scrubbed off, the fjord looming ever closer. Our wheels clipped its bank, nearly spinning us into the depths, and we careered off the road onto the only bit of flat grass for miles. Wheels glissading over the soft snow, the Fiat finally slid to a halt less than twenty feet from the water, and a similar distance from the very solid looking pine trees which had loomed up in our path.
After a few minutes sat in silence, my heart rate dropped sufficiently for me to speak again.
“Right, that’s it. I’m driving.” '
Lucky doesn't even begin to cover it!
skilly1 said:
Not quite near death, but this gave me a hell of a shock:
After it happened and I had jumped out and turned it off, we decided to try restart the machine - bad idea. The engine oil had run into the cylinders and it went into overrun. Could not turn off the engine, the amount of smoke was unreal, I was about the call the fire brigade, when it sounded like it has seized. Luckily the amount of oil pouring into the cylinders stopped the engine and no harm was done, just needed clearing out.
Video of how we got it down
Oh now that's clever (the retrieval, that is) After it happened and I had jumped out and turned it off, we decided to try restart the machine - bad idea. The engine oil had run into the cylinders and it went into overrun. Could not turn off the engine, the amount of smoke was unreal, I was about the call the fire brigade, when it sounded like it has seized. Luckily the amount of oil pouring into the cylinders stopped the engine and no harm was done, just needed clearing out.
Video of how we got it down
Soovy said:
It's true what they say then Russian Vodka really does make you invincible. Bonefish Blues said:
skilly1 said:
Not quite near death, but this gave me a hell of a shock:
After it happened and I had jumped out and turned it off, we decided to try restart the machine - bad idea. The engine oil had run into the cylinders and it went into overrun. Could not turn off the engine, the amount of smoke was unreal, I was about the call the fire brigade, when it sounded like it has seized. Luckily the amount of oil pouring into the cylinders stopped the engine and no harm was done, just needed clearing out.
Video of how we got it down
Oh now that's clever (the retrieval, that is) After it happened and I had jumped out and turned it off, we decided to try restart the machine - bad idea. The engine oil had run into the cylinders and it went into overrun. Could not turn off the engine, the amount of smoke was unreal, I was about the call the fire brigade, when it sounded like it has seized. Luckily the amount of oil pouring into the cylinders stopped the engine and no harm was done, just needed clearing out.
Video of how we got it down
Thanks for sharing that.
Cool as you like... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCAG_gGarsc
Soovy said:
wow, thats a new one on me. the worst one i've seen was on youtube, was a big truck crash in italy, think it was 6 fatalaties, not nice.
Soovy said:
Good job he had the presence of mind to quickly undo his seatbelt, who knows how this would have ended if he hadn't.fivetenben said:
During a trip up Norway's Arctic highway one winter, 3-up in a Fiat 126, we came within a few feet of going backwards into an icy fjord, as you can see from the tyre tracks on the rather shakily-taken photo here:
I wasn't driving at that stage, but that just made the experience all the scarier. Here's the jist of the incident, from the trip report:
'Set free by the polished ice, our little car’s rear wheels jumped suddenly sideways as we crested the rise. Brummy corrected the slide, but as he did the rear-engined Fiat fishtailed enthusiastically back the other way. One more desperate attempt to regain control, and all was lost. Helplessly wedged in the back seat, I looked over my shoulder and watched in horror as we hurtled backwards towards an icy fjord, its dark surface brooding ominously in the half-light.
“Brake!” I yelped.
“I am F**king braking!” came Brummy’s stoical reply.
We flew off into the night, our speed slowly being scrubbed off, the fjord looming ever closer. Our wheels clipped its bank, nearly spinning us into the depths, and we careered off the road onto the only bit of flat grass for miles. Wheels glissading over the soft snow, the Fiat finally slid to a halt less than twenty feet from the water, and a similar distance from the very solid looking pine trees which had loomed up in our path.
After a few minutes sat in silence, my heart rate dropped sufficiently for me to speak again.
“Right, that’s it. I’m driving.” '
Lucky doesn't even begin to cover it!
Brilliant....I wasn't driving at that stage, but that just made the experience all the scarier. Here's the jist of the incident, from the trip report:
'Set free by the polished ice, our little car’s rear wheels jumped suddenly sideways as we crested the rise. Brummy corrected the slide, but as he did the rear-engined Fiat fishtailed enthusiastically back the other way. One more desperate attempt to regain control, and all was lost. Helplessly wedged in the back seat, I looked over my shoulder and watched in horror as we hurtled backwards towards an icy fjord, its dark surface brooding ominously in the half-light.
“Brake!” I yelped.
“I am F**king braking!” came Brummy’s stoical reply.
We flew off into the night, our speed slowly being scrubbed off, the fjord looming ever closer. Our wheels clipped its bank, nearly spinning us into the depths, and we careered off the road onto the only bit of flat grass for miles. Wheels glissading over the soft snow, the Fiat finally slid to a halt less than twenty feet from the water, and a similar distance from the very solid looking pine trees which had loomed up in our path.
After a few minutes sat in silence, my heart rate dropped sufficiently for me to speak again.
“Right, that’s it. I’m driving.” '
Lucky doesn't even begin to cover it!
I don't think i'm alone in saying “I am F**king braking!” in Brummy’s voice!!
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