Well, not all of Long Island. Just Huntington. Well, and Hintington Station. And Lloyd harbor and Cold Spring Harbor and I think part of Northport.
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Well, not all of Long Island. Just Huntington. Well, and Hintington Station. And Lloyd harbor and Cold Spring Harbor and I think part of Northport.
See? There's layers to a story like that.
"The Downstate Chronicles"
“Pontiac dulls shine of Gold Coast”
Those two stories involved the same car, actually.
Every great car has more than one good story to go with it.
Plugging in some of the above posts to ChatGPT, it created this tale for us. Allow me to present to you...
The Downstate Chronicles
In the hazy summer of 1983, after a Grateful Dead show in Hampton Roads, Virginia, I found myself carless, staring at the chain-link fence of an impound lot. The keys to my rusting Pontiac sat tucked in my pocket, their metallic edges biting into my palm like a dare. The show had been transcendental, but post-Dead logistics weren’t my strong suit. Long story short, I stole my car back. It wasn’t my proudest moment, but it all worked out fine. Well, mostly fine.
The Pontiac’s engine roared to life like it had been waiting for me to free it, and I sped out of Virginia toward Long Island, leaving a trail of dust and questionable decisions. My plan was loose—return to Huntington, maybe Huntington Station, definitely swing by Cold Spring Harbor. Lloyd Harbor too, and maybe Northport if time allowed. “Well, not all of Long Island,” I explained to a hitchhiker who’d hopped in somewhere near the Chesapeake. “Just the Gold Coast parts, you know?”
The hitchhiker, a wiry guy named Max, laughed. “Pontiac dulls shine of Gold Coast,” he said, tapping the cracked dashboard. “But I dig it. Let’s see what this baby can do.”
We rolled into Huntington under cover of darkness. My aimless nostalgia collided with Max’s penchant for mischief, and before long, we found ourselves outside a power substation on the edge of town. Max dared me—what if we killed the lights? Just for a moment, just to see what would happen. It wasn’t a serious suggestion, but the combination of leftover Dead-show euphoria, adrenaline, and impulsive recklessness was a potent cocktail.
When the lights of Huntington—and Huntington Station, and Cold Spring Harbor, and Lloyd Harbor—blinked out like the universe itself had sighed, Max and I exchanged a look of horrified exhilaration. “Taking out all the power to Long Island wasn’t exactly the plan,” I muttered, as the darkness pressed in.
We didn’t stick around to see the aftermath. The Pontiac growled back onto the road, headlights piercing the night as we tore away from the chaos we’d left behind. Long Island’s Gold Coast wasn’t glowing anymore, but for a fleeting, reckless moment, life burned brighter than it ever had.
~FIN
Oh the Pontiac died that night on Long Island. It definitely did not roar back to life.
That's the night I found out that on Long Island there's only 8 hours a week when you can't buy beer - from 4 AM to noon on Sundays. Apparently they want you to sober up for church. It was about 4:02 when I walked into the store. I wasn't too happy about that. It had been a rough night.
Make sure you aren’t committing felony trespass / breaking and entering even if you’re trying to get your car back.
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details like that are for fucking losers.Quote:
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Well, you wound up here, so I wouldn't say it all worked out fine.Quote:
Originally Posted by ötzi
How do you plea?
Not guilty.
But you were arrested driving a stolen vehicle.
But it's my car.
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Reminds me of when I told the judge I wasn't going to pay my fine.
I'm not going to pay this.
Yes you are.
No, I'm not. I'm not going to pay a "Running a stop sign violation" for running a stop sign on my bicycle in my neighborhood.
Yes, you are.
No, I'm not. Bye.
The next week I graduated from MSU B-town, moved to Tahoe, and now I have a warrant out for my arrest in MT. What did I learn? That I better not find myself in a situation in MT where I have to show a law officer my driver's license.
Cono gonna be fine... it's his car. ;-)
Lack of a trip report suggests coño either wimped out or is currently stayin’ at teh county guesthouse… bless his heart.
fact.
Or something in between. I’m guessing he got pulled over and tased multiple times resisting and yelling “it’s my car!!”so now he’s in hospital. tQuote:
Originally Posted by m2711c
Postponed till tonight or tomorrow, pending any additional root canals
Doesn't that not matter if the other person is at fault?Quote:
Originally Posted by Touring_Sedan
You need rental coverage for your OWN insurance to provide it, but the liability coverage on the other person's car is supposed to make you whole. That includes fixing your car and providing comparable transportation until they can do so.
Now...they may try to weasel out of it or give you an economy car, but if you push back you should be able to get an adequate rental.
Only way out is if you are at their policy limits (which it sounds like isn't the case with some bumper damage on a WRX) or they are disputing fault (which they don't appear to be).
Every state has different laws, but usually the concept is that you can choose what coverage you want for yourself (no collision, no rental, etc.), but you are liable for ALL of the damage you cause to others, so your liability coverage has to pay for things that are outside of the coverage you chose for yourself.
Looks like other person's fault: So some ahole rear ended my wrx 2 months ago. Clearly at fault, her insurance is paying, and they sent me to a chain of body shops 6 weeks ago.
I'd try the talk with the insurance company and let them know you need a "like car" as it wasn't your fault.
Guys he’s only gonna get one phone call
Does the box fan accept collect calls?Quote:
Originally Posted by bennymac
I am working on baking a file with a cake inside. And not to worry CE, I m sure if you ask him, Biden will offer you a pardon. Or Trump can sell you one.:fmicon:
I have never previously regretted not seeking a career in law enforcement.Quote:
Originally Posted by The Nuclear Option
But repeatedly tasing CE would be a career highlight to take to the grave.
What kind of dipshit allows someone else's insurance to dictate where your car gets repaired?
++++++1 for your second sentence.Quote:
Originally Posted by PNWbrit
Gotta admit, I laughed pretty hard at that one.
This whole thread is like some epic AI exercise. Wtf was that shit about Fernie and root canals? Why would anyone live in St Louis if skiing is even remotely important to them? Or like, at all, ever? And if you had to for some reason, why would you drive a WRX there? I mean, even DD got himself something more reasonable for his Midwestern city living.
Cono…
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$750? I've got suits cost more than that. Who gives a fuck?
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It was settled peacefully, I almost went, but I’m not 100% my ex would remember all those Hawaii vacations and bail me out. Turns out a tech there has an old hatch back, and explained the madness.
I’ll be hitting fernie on time! blue top, white helmet, declivity 102, waitin for rope drops all week!
Awesome. Glad it worked out.
Anyone know how you get a silver alert started?
Now that made me laugh. Thank you.Quote:
Originally Posted by PNWbrit
Can we get a TR?
Not from the Fernie trip - I mean from the mag who did all these root canals
I have never previously regretted not seeking a career in dentistry.Quote:
Originally Posted by bennymac
But repeatedly performing root canals on CE would be a career highlight to take to the grave.
I LOL'DQuote:
Originally Posted by PNWbrit
I'll cross-dress sexy and be your assistant. I actually have all the tools.
I was reading this thread for a while before I remembered that my GF and I did once steal her car off a garage's parking lot. I am the biggest law-abiding coward, but we had reasons. It was at a chain garage (Pep Boys?) with some minor work completed, and we showed up at 10 minutes to 5 on Friday afternoon to get the car, and the guy wouldn't give it to us because they'd shut down their cash register or some similar excuse. It was a complete piss-off.
This is in Philly fairly close to center city and the cars are all just parked together on a lot, no fences or gates to the lot. We had to make some road trip over the weekend and she had a second key, and the car wasn't parked in by another car, so we just came back later and took it. Then the next week she went back to pay them and get her keys back. I don't think they were even mad, maybe just grateful they didn't have to file a stolen car report, maybe this kind of thing happens all the time, especially to garage managers that are petty assholes.
No need. I've got a big old hammer drill and some blunt concrete drill bits.Quote:
Originally Posted by MakersTeleMark
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Originally Posted by MakersTeleMark
Those aren't the tools MTM is talking about.Quote:
Originally Posted by PNWbrit
Because I don’t want to pay my 1000 deductible?Quote:
Originally Posted by PNWbrit
Is that too hard to understand.
Violence?
Your pencil neck would need a taser, and a lot more.