Tell us the other half of the story, this half was pretty good.
--R
Donald Snook wrote:
I had a 1978 Oldsmobile Delta 88 - my first car. I had 160,000 miles
when I got it. It had been my brother's car. I bought it from him for
$100. When I bought it, we went to Jiffy Lube and he introduced me to
the guys there. See, my brother had been going there every three days
to have them add oil. Jiffy lube used to guarantee to keep the fluids
filled for 3000 miles. So, he would pull in they all waved and they
would top off the oil (usually a quart). Well, in the time that I had
it I had to start going every 2 days, then every day. Towards the end
of its life, it was going through a quart of oil and a pint of power
steering fluid every day. The guys at jiffy lube were always very
friendly, I think they thought it was funny. They would smile and laugh.
Well, I was 16 and stupid and this was not a powerful car. It had the
260 V8 (totally gutless) and I drove it like an idiot. I decided to
take it on a trip to New Orleans. I bought new tires flushed the
coolant and even had the Freon topped off (this was when you could buy
R12 for a couple of bucks a can. I started on my trip. Sixty-seven
miles down the highway, I was trying to climb an extremely steep hill in
the Ozark mountains and was really pushing it hard. I downshifted to
get more power, it climbed and boom, the upper radiator hose blew up. I
got pulled over and a trucker drove past recognized the huge cloud of
steam and gave me a ride a few miles down the road to a gas/service
station. I bought the new hose and a gallon of coolant and got a gallon
of water. I walked back and changed out the house. I drove it on down
to the gas station to ask the guy if I had done it right. He came out,
looked at me, looked at the car and said
"Boy, you ain't asked my advice, but if I was you, I would drive back
home and park the son of a bitch." Well, I took his advice. I drove
back home, stopping every 10 minutes because it was overheating. I had
blown a head gasket I learned later. Anyway, I knew this car was done.
About 15 minutes from home still on the highway, I was pushing it pretty
hard, knowing that this car was headed for the junkyard. As I am
climbing a hill (I can hear it knocking), I hear one last knock and then
a loud bang and a cloud of black oil hits the windshield and the engine
was toast. I ended up towing it with my church van and a rope straight
to my Uncles car lot. He gave $200 took off the trailer hitch and the
brand new tires and had the old car towed off for scrap.
This is only half the story for the this car. It was the most
interesting car, I have ever had.
Donald H. Snook
1990 300SEL
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