I took my 63 out yesterday for a little cruise. I was meandering down a side road (15mph speed limit) at about 10 MPH. I was coming to a yield sign and was prepairing to stop (I have learned to be an EXTREMELY defensive driver when I am in my Stude[8D]) I was about two car lengths to the sign when some lady came flying around the corner at about 25 from the adjacent street, (NOT using her signal, with no warning) prepairing to hit me head on in the driver side.
I swerved, she swerved and tried to slow down ( I did not try to slow down, cause if I did I would have stopped!) Then SHE gave ME the dirty look!
She went on and I came to a stop. There was a bicyclist about one half block away, coming toward us who saw the whole thing. The look on his face said it all. He was shaking his head as he approached me and said.
"That was a close one for the Lark!" (He knew what it was! NOT a Rambler!!!)
I looked at him, a bit shaken, "yeah..."
"It must be your lucky day!" He said
"Yeah..." It took me awhile to get going, I was a bit shaken. I have come close to accidents before, and this one would probably not have been life threatining, but I don't like the thought of my Lark with a bashed fender and grille from some woman in a taurus who can't watch what she is doing. I know they are everywhere, and I try to expect them, but it still rattles your cage when you see it coming.
Well, with that being said, I'm gonna take my Lark out for a spin!
(pray that no one hits me!![B)])
1963 Lark, waiting for spring...
I swerved, she swerved and tried to slow down ( I did not try to slow down, cause if I did I would have stopped!) Then SHE gave ME the dirty look!
She went on and I came to a stop. There was a bicyclist about one half block away, coming toward us who saw the whole thing. The look on his face said it all. He was shaking his head as he approached me and said.
"That was a close one for the Lark!" (He knew what it was! NOT a Rambler!!!)
I looked at him, a bit shaken, "yeah..."
"It must be your lucky day!" He said
"Yeah..." It took me awhile to get going, I was a bit shaken. I have come close to accidents before, and this one would probably not have been life threatining, but I don't like the thought of my Lark with a bashed fender and grille from some woman in a taurus who can't watch what she is doing. I know they are everywhere, and I try to expect them, but it still rattles your cage when you see it coming.
Well, with that being said, I'm gonna take my Lark out for a spin!
(pray that no one hits me!![B)])
1963 Lark, waiting for spring...
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