A few folks I know have been toying with the idea of driving their hot rod or classic car down Route 66 all the way to California. What they don’t realize is that you can’t just jump on Route 66. You have to travel to the start of it, meaning that you need to drive from where you currently live over the highways to get to the start of it which is someplace west of Chicago. So, if you are on the east coast, you can’t exactly take a car that you are afraid to drive on I-94, I-75, the Pike, or what have you. If you do decide to drive that “3 quarter done” thing, have the number of a reliable Chicago auto repair shop that understands the old stuff on hand. A friend of mine had gotten the idea since my dad drove his 1966 Corvette all the way to LA. However, what he failed to note was that when dad did it, the 1966 Corvette was only 2 years old, which makes a huge difference than the box of rocks my friend intended to take.
Inevitably, the water pump blew out and he had to stop. Ironically, it was not the water pump in the Corvette with the door strapped together with tape, but that of the Toyota Corolla that was following him with supplies just in case something happened. It couldn’t be fixed with a kick like Fonzie would do and they were held up for awhile. I guess the moral of the story is that they don’t make things like they used to, but in this case it was all just dumb luck.
Anyway, while it may seem like a romantic idea to cruise down 66 in your 66 Corvette, the chocolate and roses are sort of blown off of it when your sweetie has to follow you and someone breaks down.Uncategorized | Comment (0)