Who was a ****wit and Hooned As a Lad. Who Disapproves
Discussion
I certainly was and not just me. Burnouts, tailslides, handbreak turns, racing on the public highway, wheelies, stoppies kneedown, taking big air, finding out the top speed of your car or bike without looking in up on Autocar or Performance Bike and big crashes were the norm and shrugged off by parents, employers and even the Police as boys being boys.
By the time I was 21 I had wrapped my dad's car, my car, two company vans and a motorbike. By the time I was 30 I had lost count of bumps I'd been and had broken an arm, wrist, ankle, leg orbit (eye socket), fingers and ribs (broke ribs crashing a go-kart whilst signed off and recovering from head, spinal and internal injuries from a motorbike crash).
Thing is no-one was overly bothered other than a few "he'll no see a grey hair on his head type comments".
Looking at the comments on the Trafford Park tomfoolery things are very different now. People get genuinely upset at the amount of Police, Fire Service and NHS time and tax payers' money invested in scraping hoons off the road and shipping them to A&E and then there is the " My insurance premiums subsidise these scum and their antics" brigade.
Can I just reassure the risk averse and dullards who's lives have lacked the odd thrill and spill not to worry about their hefty contributions through tax to my care and welfare and to insurance companies who kindly financed replacements for my wrecked vehicular transport with even faster newer vehicular transport that their hard earned was not wasted. Without these mishaps my fellow old hoons would not now be nearly as good at drifting cars and wheelying motorbikes as they are. Your money was well spent.
By the time I was 21 I had wrapped my dad's car, my car, two company vans and a motorbike. By the time I was 30 I had lost count of bumps I'd been and had broken an arm, wrist, ankle, leg orbit (eye socket), fingers and ribs (broke ribs crashing a go-kart whilst signed off and recovering from head, spinal and internal injuries from a motorbike crash).
Thing is no-one was overly bothered other than a few "he'll no see a grey hair on his head type comments".
Looking at the comments on the Trafford Park tomfoolery things are very different now. People get genuinely upset at the amount of Police, Fire Service and NHS time and tax payers' money invested in scraping hoons off the road and shipping them to A&E and then there is the " My insurance premiums subsidise these scum and their antics" brigade.
Can I just reassure the risk averse and dullards who's lives have lacked the odd thrill and spill not to worry about their hefty contributions through tax to my care and welfare and to insurance companies who kindly financed replacements for my wrecked vehicular transport with even faster newer vehicular transport that their hard earned was not wasted. Without these mishaps my fellow old hoons would not now be nearly as good at drifting cars and wheelying motorbikes as they are. Your money was well spent.
Look back with find memories and also a touch of what a nob I was
Cheap cars many of which were rwd cheap insurance and a police attitude that was basically as long as you keep it sensible in the town the industrial estates and back roads are fair game
Sometimes wonder how I survi my teens though
Cheap cars many of which were rwd cheap insurance and a police attitude that was basically as long as you keep it sensible in the town the industrial estates and back roads are fair game
Sometimes wonder how I survi my teens though
trashbat said:
Meh. Stupid argument.
Would you try and retrospectively justify, say, drink driving? Why not?
An old American told me he felt safe to drive till he could no longer feel his chest. Has anyone been so drunk their chest went numb?Would you try and retrospectively justify, say, drink driving? Why not?
Edited by Tannedbaldhead on Monday 29th September 18:56
Tannedbaldhead said:
trashbat said:
Meh. Stupid argument.
Would you try and retrospectively justify, say, drink driving? Why not?
An old American told me he felt safe to drive till he could no longer fell his chest. Has anyone been so drunk their chest went numb?Would you try and retrospectively justify, say, drink driving? Why not?
I was recalling the good old days to a mate last night in work. My first car was a 1.4turbo, my second at 20 was a 2ltr turbo. I raced, maxed the cars out, drove unsocialbly but maybe not in built up areas and I attended car cruises. I had many mates the same. None of us died and or even got injured. I still enjoy a good blast on an empty road. I love to see fast cars being driven fast.
I find myself slightly disapproving of today's boy racers as they screw by my house as fast as they can. It's a narrow high street. I just don't get it. And then I live near the A465. A dangerous section of road which has 6 fatalities in the last year on a local stretch to me. 3 were racing incidents and the others are yet to go to court. Also a lad who lives a few doors down was killed on the roads in the last year. An innocent 8 month pregnant woman wiped out on Valentine's day. When this sh*t is happening its gone too far.
I find myself slightly disapproving of today's boy racers as they screw by my house as fast as they can. It's a narrow high street. I just don't get it. And then I live near the A465. A dangerous section of road which has 6 fatalities in the last year on a local stretch to me. 3 were racing incidents and the others are yet to go to court. Also a lad who lives a few doors down was killed on the roads in the last year. An innocent 8 month pregnant woman wiped out on Valentine's day. When this sh*t is happening its gone too far.
Tannedbaldhead said:
I certainly was and not just me. Burnouts, tailslides, handbreak turns, racing on the public highway, wheelies, stoppies kneedown, taking big air, finding out the top speed of your car or bike without looking in up on Autocar or Performance Bike and big crashes were the norm and shrugged off by parents, employers and even the Police as boys being boys.
By the time I was 21 I had wrapped my dad's car, my car, two company vans and a motorbike. By the time I was 30 I had lost count of bumps I'd been and had broken an arm, wrist, ankle, leg orbit (eye socket), fingers and ribs (broke ribs crashing a go-kart whilst signed off and recovering from head, spinal and internal injuries from a motorbike crash).
Thing is no-one was overly bothered other than a few "he'll no see a grey hair on his head type comments".
Looking at the comments on the Trafford Park tomfoolery things are very different now. People get genuinely upset at the amount of Police, Fire Service and NHS time and tax payers' money invested in scraping hoons off the road and shipping them to A&E and then there is the " My insurance premiums subsidise these scum and their antics" brigade.
Can I just reassure the risk averse and dullards who's lives have lacked the odd thrill and spill not to worry about their hefty contributions through tax to my care and welfare and to insurance companies who kindly financed replacements for my wrecked vehicular transport with even faster newer vehicular transport that their hard earned was not wasted. Without these mishaps my fellow old hoons would not now be nearly as good at drifting cars and wheelying motorbikes as they are. Your money was well spent.
Wow, all this and you are still driving at 60 in a 30 limit. You are the little rebel.By the time I was 21 I had wrapped my dad's car, my car, two company vans and a motorbike. By the time I was 30 I had lost count of bumps I'd been and had broken an arm, wrist, ankle, leg orbit (eye socket), fingers and ribs (broke ribs crashing a go-kart whilst signed off and recovering from head, spinal and internal injuries from a motorbike crash).
Thing is no-one was overly bothered other than a few "he'll no see a grey hair on his head type comments".
Looking at the comments on the Trafford Park tomfoolery things are very different now. People get genuinely upset at the amount of Police, Fire Service and NHS time and tax payers' money invested in scraping hoons off the road and shipping them to A&E and then there is the " My insurance premiums subsidise these scum and their antics" brigade.
Can I just reassure the risk averse and dullards who's lives have lacked the odd thrill and spill not to worry about their hefty contributions through tax to my care and welfare and to insurance companies who kindly financed replacements for my wrecked vehicular transport with even faster newer vehicular transport that their hard earned was not wasted. Without these mishaps my fellow old hoons would not now be nearly as good at drifting cars and wheelying motorbikes as they are. Your money was well spent.
trashbat said:
Meh. Stupid argument.
Would you try and retrospectively justify, say, drink driving? Why not?
Drink driving was legal when I was young, it was illegal by the time I was old enough to drive, but only by a few years, if you were caught you were considered to be very unlucky.Would you try and retrospectively justify, say, drink driving? Why not?
Non of this present day hand wringing s
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Monkeylegend said:
Tannedbaldhead said:
I certainly was and not just me. Burnouts, tailslides, handbreak turns, racing on the public highway, wheelies, stoppies kneedown, taking big air, finding out the top speed of your car or bike without looking in up on Autocar or Performance Bike and big crashes were the norm and shrugged off by parents, employers and even the Police as boys being boys.
By the time I was 21 I had wrapped my dad's car, my car, two company vans and a motorbike. By the time I was 30 I had lost count of bumps I'd been and had broken an arm, wrist, ankle, leg orbit (eye socket), fingers and ribs (broke ribs crashing a go-kart whilst signed off and recovering from head, spinal and internal injuries from a motorbike crash).
Thing is no-one was overly bothered other than a few "he'll no see a grey hair on his head type comments".
Looking at the comments on the Trafford Park tomfoolery things are very different now. People get genuinely upset at the amount of Police, Fire Service and NHS time and tax payers' money invested in scraping hoons off the road and shipping them to A&E and then there is the " My insurance premiums subsidise these scum and their antics" brigade.
Can I just reassure the risk averse and dullards who's lives have lacked the odd thrill and spill not to worry about their hefty contributions through tax to my care and welfare and to insurance companies who kindly financed replacements for my wrecked vehicular transport with even faster newer vehicular transport that their hard earned was not wasted. Without these mishaps my fellow old hoons would not now be nearly as good at drifting cars and wheelying motorbikes as they are. Your money was well spent.
Wow, all this and you are still driving at 60 in a 30 limit. You are the little rebel.By the time I was 21 I had wrapped my dad's car, my car, two company vans and a motorbike. By the time I was 30 I had lost count of bumps I'd been and had broken an arm, wrist, ankle, leg orbit (eye socket), fingers and ribs (broke ribs crashing a go-kart whilst signed off and recovering from head, spinal and internal injuries from a motorbike crash).
Thing is no-one was overly bothered other than a few "he'll no see a grey hair on his head type comments".
Looking at the comments on the Trafford Park tomfoolery things are very different now. People get genuinely upset at the amount of Police, Fire Service and NHS time and tax payers' money invested in scraping hoons off the road and shipping them to A&E and then there is the " My insurance premiums subsidise these scum and their antics" brigade.
Can I just reassure the risk averse and dullards who's lives have lacked the odd thrill and spill not to worry about their hefty contributions through tax to my care and welfare and to insurance companies who kindly financed replacements for my wrecked vehicular transport with even faster newer vehicular transport that their hard earned was not wasted. Without these mishaps my fellow old hoons would not now be nearly as good at drifting cars and wheelying motorbikes as they are. Your money was well spent.
Same as others have alluded, I and my mates did some pretty bonkers things but no-one I knew was involved in a fatal and even the injury accidents weren't very serious.
Yet when my kids started to drive, several of their friends were killed - usually driving their Mums' car.
Odd really, OK, you could say older cars weren't as fast and certainly were a million off in terms of handling and (especially) road-holding, but then they had much worse crash protection too.
Yet when my kids started to drive, several of their friends were killed - usually driving their Mums' car.
Odd really, OK, you could say older cars weren't as fast and certainly were a million off in terms of handling and (especially) road-holding, but then they had much worse crash protection too.
Sheepshanks said:
Same as others have alluded, I and my mates did some pretty bonkers things but no-one I knew was involved in a fatal and even the injury accidents weren't very serious.
Yet when my kids started to drive, several of their friends were killed - usually driving their Mums' car.
Odd really, OK, you could say older cars weren't as fast and certainly were a million off in terms of handling and (especially) road-holding, but then they had much worse crash protection too.
Anecdotal evidence that flies in the face of the facts. Deaths in RTCs are way down on the 1970s. Way down.Yet when my kids started to drive, several of their friends were killed - usually driving their Mums' car.
Odd really, OK, you could say older cars weren't as fast and certainly were a million off in terms of handling and (especially) road-holding, but then they had much worse crash protection too.
Did all of it. Of course, on reflection it was not that wise.
Crashed several times at 16, write-offs, drinks, speeding, unsafe old cars,drifting. It was very different then, and social mores were also completely different in Ireland. People regularly went to the pub and drove home. Cars were driven until they stopped. Tires were bald, no such thing as Gatsos, photo radar, laser, breathalyzers, ANPR, nothing. Was a passenger in a bad fatal. I had a 3.8 litre Jag that had no brakes and I drove it on the gears. There were many such cars.
Of course the world is utterly different now. I grew up where pubs in Ireland were filled with blue smoke, and as a teenager went to blues and jazz clubs in the US where you could not see your hand. People smoked cigars ,pipes and cigarettes in their homes and in those of others. Racing drivers died with great regularity. There were no airbags, few seat belts,no crumple zones, ABS and all the other letters.
People did not live as long and there was a lot less community opprobrium for personal behaviour. Business people regularly drank at lunch, and smoked in the workplace. On the other hand, far fewer people were fat. Their teeth were a lot worse though.
I did learn to drive fast properly on twisty roads though and think we have begun to move to the other extreme . When someone comes here ( to an enthusiast site) and posts something about being caught speeding, it is quite common for outraged responders to go into attack mode, shocked that someone could flout the law.
I do not get it. I have no idea why people buy cars with massive performance that they never use. Any quite normal car can get you out of trouble and I suspect that the majority of sports cars spend no time being thrashed on a track. Autobahn GTs with 180MPH tops being driven at 70. Of course, it a free world and people will do as they wish. However, every single car I have ever owned, and there have been many, has been driven to the limit of its performance.
As a website once said;
Speed Matters.
Or is that passé too?
Crashed several times at 16, write-offs, drinks, speeding, unsafe old cars,drifting. It was very different then, and social mores were also completely different in Ireland. People regularly went to the pub and drove home. Cars were driven until they stopped. Tires were bald, no such thing as Gatsos, photo radar, laser, breathalyzers, ANPR, nothing. Was a passenger in a bad fatal. I had a 3.8 litre Jag that had no brakes and I drove it on the gears. There were many such cars.
Of course the world is utterly different now. I grew up where pubs in Ireland were filled with blue smoke, and as a teenager went to blues and jazz clubs in the US where you could not see your hand. People smoked cigars ,pipes and cigarettes in their homes and in those of others. Racing drivers died with great regularity. There were no airbags, few seat belts,no crumple zones, ABS and all the other letters.
People did not live as long and there was a lot less community opprobrium for personal behaviour. Business people regularly drank at lunch, and smoked in the workplace. On the other hand, far fewer people were fat. Their teeth were a lot worse though.
I did learn to drive fast properly on twisty roads though and think we have begun to move to the other extreme . When someone comes here ( to an enthusiast site) and posts something about being caught speeding, it is quite common for outraged responders to go into attack mode, shocked that someone could flout the law.
I do not get it. I have no idea why people buy cars with massive performance that they never use. Any quite normal car can get you out of trouble and I suspect that the majority of sports cars spend no time being thrashed on a track. Autobahn GTs with 180MPH tops being driven at 70. Of course, it a free world and people will do as they wish. However, every single car I have ever owned, and there have been many, has been driven to the limit of its performance.
As a website once said;
Speed Matters.
Or is that passé too?
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