I didn't crash it, but I abused the shit out of it. The ol man (step-dad, he's 90 now!) had a India Ivory over Sierra Gold 57 Bel Air, powerpack. Also had a damned 'glide tranny! Remember the shift pattern for a glide? PNDLR. Yep, reverse on the bottom. I wonder how many times during a rolling start race did I pull that bitch all the way down into reverse? The rear tires would spin backasswards and squeal like a screaming piglet pushed away from the trough! Later, the old man sold the car to some guy. Less than a week the guy contacted the old man, asked him if he'd ever had any tranny trouble with it. He told him no. That evening he asked me if I'd ever noticed any tranny trouble. "Nope, it's always worked good!" He said, "well, that asshole had to have the transmission rebuilt. He must have been abusing it!" I agreed!