I'm gonna have to revert to my earlier post about towing the 16 with a 99 ford taurus. Funny how things mess up at the worst possible times. Me and a buddy were on our way yesterday to the Cape Hatteras Regatta in NC. This was going to be our debut regatta. I spent many hours cleaning the boat and replacing miscelaneous parts, including taking the boat to work with me to work on in my down time, I know cushy job by the pool.
To make a long story short, we got about 70 miles up 95 when I notice a smoke-like substance coming out the back of the car. I immediately took the nearest exit. Soon as I pulled onto the ramp my rpm's started jumping all over the place. When the car dropped into a lower gear, all the engine would do was rev. No gear. Tranny's blown, with transmission fluid all over my recently detailed hulls. So now I'm stuck. This was approximately 7:30 p.m., we had left at 6:00 p.m. AAA said they'd be there at 9:30, fat chance in that happening. Luckily my mom was at home with another vehicle that could do the towing, an 80's F150 xlt. Didn't want to take it on the Five hour trip as it would have cost well over a hundred bucks in gas. So she brought it up to the exit. I wasn't gonna let this little hiccup keep me from the race I thought. Low and behold the 2 inch ball that was on the truck was rust welded together. Didn't have the right tools and after about a can of wd-40 and an hour of pulling and tugging with the only suitable tools we had, slip lock pliers and a vice grip, it wouldn't budge. My trailer takes a 1 7/8 ball. Funny what an eighth of an inch makes. So four and a half hours after calling AAA, the tow truck arrives. The wrong one. We specifically told AAA we had a small car towing a light-weight sailboat. They didn't instruct the tow driver, so he had the wrong rig. So I had to leave the boat at a near by gas station after pulling behing the truck with some crafty lashing. Finally got the car home at 3:00 a.m. and then had to borrow a cousins truck to make the trip back to the boat. Needless to say, I didn't get to sleep until daylight, about 5:45. Almost a twelve hour ordeal. Maybe next time right. Ok so maybe this wasn't a long story short but you get the idea.
So watch out racers, I now have a vendetta to fufill.
Not against you guys and gals, but sister fate herself. So when you see me at the next possible regatta, please disreguard the look of blind determination on my face, it's noting personal.
To the juck yard crew, I hope you pulled one out for me and kicked ass at Hatteras. I assure you I was there in spirit.
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