FINALLY got my '57 Chevy 3100 done...converted to 4 spd from an automatic, got the brakes straightened out. Decided to take it home to blow out the cobwebs. My wife said it looks nice, so I said "hop in, let's take it for a spin", so we did. Built 400. 4 spd. I putted around the block, then got on to a main street and STOOD ON IT...not for long, maybe for 100ft. She freaked. Now she's pissed at me...not divorce-type pissed, just "you inconsiderate asshole" type of pissed. Guess I'll have to ply her with a bottle of wine tonight . Anyone here ever spook your wife/GF/significant other (SO) with a quick ride in your hotrod? Chris
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Like with what we do doesn't have it's perks!?! Mine never had a clue until one day i said "hold on",and I meant it. 7000rpm,sideways in second gear,and steering like I was driving a sprint car changed everything. Suddenly a newfound respect for "playing with old cars" came into effect. Good luck with that one......
"Anyone here ever spook your wife/GF/significant other (SO) with a quick ride in your hotrod?" Guilty. Well, Guilty repeatedly. Makes you wonder, What do they expect from a hotrod ? "Guess I'll have to ply her with a bottle of wine tonight ." or a vacuum cleaner. Your mileage my vary. All the best, Dale Cleveland OH
Yep! The first time I took The incredible miss Judy out in the Plymouth, we went to dinner with ElPolacko and his girl and followed his now twin turbo'd green truck. We got about a mile from her house, and ended up at a light next to each other - and then did what comes naturally in two high horsepower hot rods!!! Needless to say that was about the quietst dinner the four of us have ever had together, with two seriously pissed off women. I can't figure out why they just don't get it! Never fear though, 'cause about 6 monthes after that Judy asked if she could ride up to Seattle with me in it. I remember getting on the freeway after breakfast in Bakersfield going up the freeway ramp side ways with the rear tires ablaze as she very quietly knitted. Once they learn they aren't going to die they start to trust you just a little bit.... Almost like they are trainable... Kinda!
As the former owner of a vacuum and sewing machine store, I can tell you vacuum's don't work for that deal...
First let me say your a I like your style. My wife has ridden with me thousands of miles and never complains,,she even took this photo. She has nerves of steel. Her driving scares the bejesus out of me,,I'm not a good passenger ! HRP
Almost like they are trainable... Kinda! Funny...they say that about us all the time, except that it has to do with crap like putting the toilet seat down and remembering the anniversary... Guess it goes both ways.
Funny stuff! Man, I have sat through a FEW of those dinners. My wife rode in the Falcon a couple times, thought it was stupid loud, lousy gas mileage, but sorta tolerated it. Then JUST ONCE, there was this Chevelle beside us, she never rode in it again. I used to get the silent treatment every time I took it out. Got a feeling that when I get it going again, if I take my daughter out in it, I'd better make her swear to secrecy first. I'm telling her the Chevy II is going to be much more sensible, a mild daily driver . I always get a kick out of some of these guys on the HAMB who talk about hot rods in terms of thier "pussy pulling" potential. My experience is I get laid in spite of my cars, not because of them...
Sounds like maybe she isn't a keeper to me. Of course it could be that she is just having a hormone problem. Well she still probably isn't a keeper.
My SO is a knitter too. The first time I really nailed my Model A she didn't say a word but the knitting jumped to a furious pace.
I'm a lucky guy. I have a wife of nearly 37 years who loves it all. Fast boat rides (with the exception of the 16' Glen L Missile with the 383), she still snowmobiles and has no problem keeping up, drives the dune buggy, has her motorcycle license, loves cars and helps pay for crazy shit. Like I said, I'm a lucky guy.
When I used to drive my ex-girlfriend around, I'd punch it every now and then. She always got pissed. My response, "It's a HOTROD. That's what hotrods do." Seemed to shut her up, but not wanting to end up like Al Green, I kept it to a minimum.
I always had shitty cars,I ain't all that good looking,but I always attracted good looking ladies.....Must be my wonderful personality My don't mind a moderate burnout but she doesn't like fast driving and will punch me in the head real hard.Then the profanity " slow down you fuck weasel"...."Don't be a cunt"..."I'll give you cunt you stupid shit head" Then we start laughing.... My wife is the absolute best finder of those little parts that fly off in the corner of the shop.
I'm sorry, but I just can't relate to any of you guys. The wife REFUSES to ride in any of my "loud, smelly, obnoxious old cars". She barely tolerates the kids riding in my hotrods, and only after seat belts were installed (a good idea, but let's not get sidetracked). It probably works out better that way for all involved.
My L.I. (Live in) ! ...............Is that the same as SO ? I think NOT, Left after I brought the 2nd "Old Car" home, and took alot of my stuff with her...........did'nt like old cars, did'nt like the greasy clothes in the washer ! Hell, it was my washer ! (ha) Anyhows, that was couple yrs ago, and her Trial date comes up this month. Hummm, I'm not sure who got pissed the worst.........Her ? Or Me ?? Does SO = Stay Over ? then tommorrow We go to Waffle House and She goes home, Right ? LOL / smokey2
It's a control thing, Trust me she knew from the get go that you were going to hot rod it at some point during the drive.
Maybe if they were to watch Heart Like a Wheel or Worlds Fastest Indian, they'd begin a curiosity into what makes you tick. It doesn't hurt to warn someone, who is not expecting all hell to come unglued when you tromp it.
My ex-husband still blames my old '49 Studebaker truck for our divorce (We had to sell it after he quit his job to go on tour with a band) He was always gripin about that truck. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that it was part of the reason. But I've learned that if I stay single, no one can get pissed if I spend all my play money on my cars.
One time on a poker run..We left the last stop before the pot luck supper in my Bf/x Falcon clone..I Hambered the throttle the car started to cross up ..Mind you we both had race belts on but it was a violent burnout..when I got it straightened out I looked over to see her wearing a crock pot full of bar-b-qued beef..Not my greatest moment but my buddies thought it was awsome that I never lifted..Not so with Jeanne though.... she still calls me an A hole everytime someone talks about it!!.
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