Look out for a sedan in the lineup. Pretty loud sirens this morn.
words don't do it justice
A sedan? What a kook! She should go back to Lindy.
Driving while Asian?*
*I'm Asian, so I can say that :)
My beach. My waves. My girls. My Toyota.
Go back to Florida! Damn tourists.
25 is pretty negotiable @greacen. A bike can kajunka-junka down it no problem :)
even she couldn't make it to the outside today.
I wish that had been caught on the OB-###### cam for later review with the time-lapse feature. Fucking brilliant. :)
That's clever.....combine your road rage with surf rage.
"Schaeler is a total mess without his morning coffee."
What's the over/under on the amount of time it takes before that thing has a BVB tag on it?
The tire marks at stairway 25 don't start until 30 FEET down the beach. So, she must have backed up to the curb across from the stairway punched it, and perfectly centered her car on the stairway in order to make it that far down. If you go up and look at how wide the stairway is, the scrape marks where her car bottomed out and then where the tire marks on the Beach start it is actually pretty incredible.
So, a story.
The time: Spring, 1984. Reagan. Thriller. Neon twin-fins. Parachute pants.
The place: St. Augustine, Florida, where/when you could legally drive on the beach.
Me and da boyz are rolling up to another day of Catholic school, and I'm so hungover I actually *want* the nuns to beat me, just to distract me from the pain of the previous night's frivolity. We get to school, and there's only one kid standing in the parking lot. He tells us, "busted water main; no school." Joy. Elation. And of course, stoke. Hangover miraculously cured, we turn the truck around, bolt for home, grab our boards and go to the beach. While there, we notice three military "deuce-and-a-half" trucks parked near us. The military personnel in charge of these trucks are DECIDEDLY not in uniform. In fact, they're in shorts, and absolutely hammered drunk. (It's probably 10am at this point. )
We surf. They drink. The day goes on.
And the tide comes in.
As the water begins to lap around the tires of the first truck, one of the drunk squids tries to back it up...and immediately buries it to the frame. They hook the second truck up to it...and immediately bury that one to the frame. They hook the third truck to the first two...same thing. The tide, being the tide, continues to come in, and at this point, is up to the cab of the first truck, and threatening the other two. This continues, until all three vehicles are beyond rescue.
Which is just about the time a huge convoy of MPs in jeeps come rolling down the beach to toss the poor drunk AWOL bastards in the brig, where they probably still are today.
And we all lived happily ever after. Except those guys. They probably weren't happy at all.
@ Fabrizio: My wife is Asian! Can't wait to blast her with this one... heh.
and since when was suicide this hard...
ok, here's some more pics....
Clearly her brain has been invaded by cat poo
@fatnewt, are you saying she got air off the stairs? pictures?
@cbrody - yes, she was hauling a**....but if I did have a Dukes of Hazard pic of her flying off of stairway 25 that would be frigging awesome
I think @cbrody was asking whether you got a pic of the stairwell, the absence of tire marks in the sand, and then the tire marks appearing 30 ft from the stairwell. That'd be a sweet pic.
The premise of this whole thing... about Daisy Duke getting all strung out on cat poo and meth is in my head now...then there's some fanfic rolling in my head about her being 56yrs old now, and needing help from military guys in big trucks, but they get caught by the incoming tide too....Man I'm going crazy...too much material!
sticker, right, but the one provided is helping my visual greatly hahaha
yeeeeeeeee haaaaaaaa, cooo coo, crazy kooter comin at-cha
@sticker and @cbrody, I think you have it backwards. My theory: the car came from the ocean, it was offloaded from a boat carrying drugs from Canada, backed out of the surf zone, and then, upon getting 30 ft from the stairwell, realized it was not going to make it up the stairs, so then they drove it back to the ocean, but by then the current had pushed their boat too far South, so they abandoned it, and made it look like a half-assed suicide attempt. QED
LOL now *that* is some awesome fanfic!
Nah, if memory serves correctly it actually wasn't that clear a delineation when I got there, too many boots running back and forth in front of the stairwell.