Sometimes. The harder it rains the faster I have to go to keep dry.
Even 10 mph will do it for a light rain. I find that amazing. 30 for
medium, 50 or 60 for heavy, but if the wind blows right or it's really
heavy, I have to stop right away.
Once on I-80 I drove for an hour in light to medium rain, wihout
stopping, until the rain ended. Everything stayed dry.
The week after I moved, I went back for something I couldn't find and
ended up taking a bunch of scrap wood (which my remaining roommate who
was still there would have had to remove) and the car was so full of
long things, the top woudln't go up. I drove into a heavy storm
before I knew it, couldn't turn around on the interstate, and had to
keep moving at about 60 until I saw an overpass ahead.
The third year I had my brother's convertible, I got stopped for
speeding on the Outer Drive in Chicago. Because I had an out-of-state
license plate, I had to go the police station and post bail. Because
in 1970, I didn't have 25 dollars in my wallet, I couldn't post bail
and the cops wouldn't let me go back outside to put up the top.
My friend wasn't at work, but her friend was there and said she'd come
at 5. I stayed in my cell from 2 to 5 and at 4:45 the sky darkened and
one of the heaviest rains I've seen began. She was already there by
then but the cops thought or pretended to think that a pretty girl was
there to see another cop. When I got out, the rain had stopped, but
there were 2 inches of water in the floor of the back seat, the
cardboard glove box had wavy sides, and there was condensation behind
the glass all over the instrument panel. I bailed out the back and
everything dried out in a couple weeks. After that I stopped worrying
about rain, except when I had leather seats, I wiped them off whenever
they got wet.
ON my trip from Balitimore to Texas and back 3 years ago, the top
motor was erratic (brushes worn out) and the first or second day of
the trip, I got stuck in traffic on the interstate in West Va. and
couldnt' get the top up. Covered the things in back with a moving pad
and blanket, but I got pretty wet until the traffic started moving
again. Didn't really rain the rest of the trip. Learned how to hit
the top motor with a jack handle to make it work. Later I lengthened
Other thought is that giving a ride to anyone makes you responsible
for their safety.
Top down, woman gets bug in eye, sues you.
One of my sons gets rear-ended. Cop notices passenger in his car is
not wearing a seat belt and gives my son a ticket.
Today, I'm very leery on giving rides.
I do insist that hitchhikers wear their seatbelt.
I havent' had to with friends. They always seem to want to.
In this case, the law might not yet have required it, and I'm not
positive a '73 Buick had rear-seat seatbelts. I can't remember.
For the record, I did not invite her. She asked if she could come and
I said sure or maybe okay.
And while in print, she could have taken "I have a covertible" to mean
I was trying to impress her, live in person, it was much less likely.
I didn't say it with pride or enthusiasm or energy or any such
intonation in my voice, but seriously, in a monotone, immediately
after saying she could come. almost without a pause between "sure" and
"I". It was part of the terms she was agreeing to, as I saw it.
I do regret that I wasn't more clear.
What we had was I think "no meeting of the minds." I agreed to one
thing and she agreed to another, perhaps because she stopped paying
attention afer I said "sure".
This is a test. I posted a Reply to one of the posters on this
thread. It didn't appear. I posted it again. It didn't appear.
Just curious if there is a way for the target poster to "block" a
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