Moments of Irresponsibility (motors confessional thread)

see, what you want to do in that kind of situation (or say, if they were stuck in a lay by because of cars in the inside lane) is nail it untill they are out of site and jump off the next random exit and hide in a random drive, not that i'd know about these kind of things or anything....

Well, I came to a roundabout and took the left turning after checking that there were no headlights behind me.

They must have just seen me disappearing into the distance.

I suppose I should have taken the right turning into a housing estate.

I'll remember that for next time :p :D
 
Killed my bike running it flat out from Witham to Hinckley via the A14 giving the Bird to all Scameras that faced me.
Was only a 600 Divvy but held around 135 for most of the way with me crossing the white line on the dirt to overtake, Never started again after that run but i broke all my records for getting back from my daughters.
Red lined the Cozzy in 4th slung it in 5th checked the clock & was doing 152mph, 5 up after just getting out of a club going past the Colchester turn off on the A12 at silly o clock.
My all time fave though is a race i had in my 69 1600GT Mk2 Tina, I had two mates in with me & the one in the back reckoned there was 13 times we should have died. I was racing a 79 900 Saab & won. End of the race i had snapped my rear shock & twisted both front cross members so much that both front tyres rubbed, He had snapped a clutch spring & semi seized his lump.

Of course i made this all up to make me look cool :D
 
i think the most irresponsible thing i've ever done is drive approx 1100miles AFTER 48hours without sleep, i think i went a total of 72 hours without sleep in the end, the whole way back i was stopping at every service station or layby just to keep myself awake, the last few hundred miles was the worst i started to nod off a couple of times, each time being brought around by the rumble strip bits at the side of the road, by the time i reached glasgow i was fairly alert, mainly because i was cursing and swearing like a trooper and commenting on how it was such a stupid situation to get myself into, i was sooooo angry at myself.

i realise what a monumentally stupid thing it was to do, i could have killed myself my friend and other road users for my stupidity and stubborness, but at the time all i was thinking was that i had to pick up the car and get the both of us home for work the next day, lets just say i would NEVER do it again.
i drank about 10 tins of redbull on that journey and completely lost track of the amount of large coffees i had at the service stations.
NEVER AGAIN!!!

when i did get home i had 2 hours to get some kip and get to work. i bloody well slept in too, i was an hour late for work.
 
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overtaking someone overtaking, trying to fit my bike through gaps that it really couldn't that kind of thing, generally trying to scare taxi drivers through the town.

Its sounds worse than it is.
 
Ive not been driving long and have been trying to keep to the speed limits so not much to tell really. I regularly go 40 in a certain 30 zone but everyone does this as its a wide road with walls on each side, no chance a kids going to step out etc.
 
Ooh. I've thought of another one. Getting up at 5am to sneak out with my dads Merc 230e when I was 15. He was on a business trip at the time, so a mate stayed over and we went for a drive (my mum was still at home though).
I vividly remember deciding not take the car around the M25 as it hadn't been completed yet (this was back in 1986 I think). Obviously I had no idea at the scale of the motorway, thank god it wasn't finished!
 
In a 1.4 astra racing a 1.tdi remapped to 130-140bhp I believe and winning. Thinking about it now it was one of the most stupid things ever, was in wrong lanes for miles at a time and the layby lane. Idiocy.

Same car, in a big field trying to get to 60-80 whilst pulling the handbrake nearly flipped the damn thing.

Yet again same car, mate had told me to go down some back road so I was given it some beans (well maybe not in a 1.4 astra but at 18 it was) hut a humpback bridge at a good 60+mph the car came a good foot or two off the ground landed and I had a corner in front of me the thing just slid missed some house by a couple of feet.

Like to think ive grown out of this now though. :)
 
All of the events below are made up purely for entertainment purposes.

I escaped the police in my peugeot 1.1 after being signalled to pull over after going through a speed trap. Great feeling seeing the police car blitzing down a road after you've just turned off and hid in a side street. That certainly got the adrenalin going at 17...

Overtaking cars on the opposite sides of traffic islands.

Overtaken cars on the outside of bends.

Overtaken cars that are slowing to turn right.

stationary with a shopping trolley up to my front bumper, accellerated up to around 40mph then stamped on the brakes...wweeeeee, smash!
 
Went up the middle (filtering) of the M2 from between 90mph and 130mph during rush hour traffic, with stationary cars for 3 miles, I got off the bike and felt like I was invincible.

Went through the black arch (single lane, miniscule tunnel on coast of antrim) at 90 only to find both lanes blocked on the other side, a mate was in the queue and he said my eyes literally looked like they popped out of my head.

Not so much mine, but my step-brother overtook on a blind corner in his calibra turbo and almost wiped me out, I was coming the other way on my bike.

30 minutes after getting insured on my first bike at 16 years old, raced a mate, went around an S bend pegs scraping, hit loose gravel in the middle of the road and was unconscious for like 30 seconds.

Now I'm quite sensible though :D
 
I s'pose being Banned until i was around 20 - 21, Before i was old enough to drive is pretty irresponsible. I forgot about that one :o
 
mines pretty bad

140 mph on m62 saturday afternoon
110 in a 40 in early hours
90 in a 30 early hours
bout 70 in a 20 early hours

i've grown up since then, even got an old grandads car now :D
 
mines pretty bad

140 mph on m62 saturday afternoon
110 in a 40 in early hours
90 in a 30 early hours
bout 70 in a 20 early hours

i've grown up since then, even got an old grandads car now :D

ahh forgot about the M62, saw 150 on my speedo on the section that goes around the house in the middle.
 
Intentional oversteer beyond my ability on a public road. I'll say no more :p.

I still probably drive too fast on occasion but I think I'm a pretty safe driver. No fault accidents in well over 100,000 miles.
 
Most of mine seem to involve the old (1997-93) company Sherpa van (two litre petrol), of which a couple of examples:

1) Aquaplaning at xx mph on the M11 for the first time ever, I backed off. Then sped up so I could do it again.

2) Getting the thing going so fast down a hill that the needle was banging against the (110mph) stop. I don't know how fast it was actually going, but a bit of yellow paper tells me that the speedo was certainly accurate at 89mph.


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When I was 17, 3 months after passing my test, there was a certain road near where I used to live in Colchester, was at the bottom of a hill, round a very slight right-hander, had a humped back bridge that I had gone rather quickly down there once before, and felt the car go airborne. Couple of weeks later on a Friday night, had a mate in the car, and of course said "I reckon I can get airborne here!"

Floored it down this hill, as I was going down, I heard a bit of a bang, but thought nothing of it. As I went round the slight corner, and over the bridge, I got airborne, but as I landed, the car carried on going to the left, rather than straight along the road - heading almost straight towards an abandoned 7-series BMW!

I tried to correct the leftwards motion, but over-corrected, and the back end started swinging to the right. Caught it again, but again overcorrected, sending the back end out to the left. Just as I had caught it, the rear wheels smacked sideways into the end of the now-started grass verge, and sent the car spinning clockwise, and it went very close to 45 degrees on the right-hand wheels. As it came down (luckily, back on it's wheels!), it was sitting like / to the road | | - albeit in the opposite direction to the way I'd originally been going!

Tried to turn the car round, but lots of resistance from the back. Got out, and the rear wheels were more like \----/ than |----| :o

Got the car recovered to my dad's by my insurance company, where he removed the rear axle, swapped it with a new one, and straightened out the bodywork a bit, and I went and picked it up on the Sunday afternoon, and drove it to VI form college the following day, to the shock and surprise of the 4-5 people who had heard about the crash, and came to point/laugh at me on the Friday night!
 
Last night. Spent 3 hours washing my car after fitting my new shocks and springs. Took it for a spin once everything had been done. Saw a huge camper van parked on the grass near a roundabout. Stared at it for a few seconds thinking wtf. Looked infront of me and slammed on the brakes. Hit a T-reg 106 which stopped on a clear roundabout (Which threw me off guard as i expected it to just carry on going not stop as it was night and no one was on the road) at about 10mph. Luckily only my O/S light was smashed and had a nice trip to Sheffield to pick one up from a breakers. Also got myself a new Aeriel for a fiver to replace the cracked old one. Only my pride damaged in the end but couldn't sleep at all last night. must have been one lucky S.O.B to just break the headlight. No damage to the wing or bumper, just a few scratches that I T-Cut out. The 106 is gonna need a new rear bumper and respray. (Nissan headlight glass must be either very strong or French body parts must be very weak). Not looking forward to the 106 owners ringing me up in the morning for the quote.
 
Generally my overtaking is the part of my driving that I regret most, there have been a few close shaves in the past but getting a faster car has made me "safer" in that respect.

160 down a bypass showing a 206 gti how pointless it was to race me is my most recent stupid moment.

I sometimes wonder how I have no points and no accidents.
 
I just remembered the incident which made me stop everything bad and start doing things to the letter of the law with regards to cars.

16 years old, at a party where other people were dancing and drinking with Chuck and Mary, four of us decide to take a friend's dad's brand new Mondeo to Berwick for more booze. It was about a 10 mile drive each way. I was on mega doses of antibiotics at the time so was completely sober. Ergo it was up to me to drive.

We got there, stocked up and set off back to the party without incident.

Halfway 'home' we got pulled over.

"Have these lads been drinking?"

"Unfortunately so, officer. My little brother and his friends have been at a party and had a bit too much. They called me because mother and father are visiting Grandfather for the weekend so I thought I should go and pick them up."

Then I gave him the name of the "little brother's" big brother (aged 19) and their address.

"Good lad; more people should be so responsible. Mind how you go."

"Thank you, officer. I think they've learned their lesson."

I was sweating and shaking like Garry Glitter in P C World. Could very easily have gone very badly if it weren't just a routine stop, if I hadn't been driving casually, if I hadn't been on ABs, if I had had a few drinks, If the PO hadn't recognised 'my little brother' as being in his daughter's class at school...

That really shook me up bigstyle.

*n
 
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