Most embarassing moment while operating a vehicle??

ZoominMX-5

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Ex protege owner... Now 93 Civic of Doom
I'd have to say mine was:

Riding on my motorcycle sick, and subsequently puking in my helmet on the way home. Terrible
 
I would have to say farting outside the car then shaking it out of my pants.....getting into my car only to have the fart follow me in the car..(shocked) did i mention i had a girl out on our fist date.......oops(hand)
 
Okay, kinda long story.

So my first car was a '93 Dodge Spirit. I had a sound system in it that was worth more than the car -- part of it being a set of three 10" JL Audio subs in a custom box. Nice setup for such a POS s*** car.

Anyway. I was on my way to work one afternoon, and stopped in the left-hand lane at a red light. A guy about my age pulled up next to me in the right-hand lane, in a Camaro SS. Please keep in mind that at this time, I was an idiotic 19 year old female.

So the guy in the Camaro looked over, saw me, smirked and revved his engine. And I think to myself -- okay, my car sucks, but I can still be as cool as you. So I turned up my sub volume, put on 'Let's Ride' by Ja Rule (those of you that know the song realize how hard it knocks), cranked up the system volume .. and when the bass line hit ..

.. my rearview mirror fell off. And it didn't just fall off, but made a huge clattering and banging down my entire dashboard and console as it went.

The guy in the Camaro went into hysterics. I just kinda drove off with my head down. That was the most mortified I've ever been while operating a vehicle.
 
When I first started dating my wife I would miss 3rd gear in my MSP. I don't know why but I would never do it when driving fast, only when driving normally. She would always tell my friends that I would to it the second we got out of the car just to humiliate me.......... So I married the b****.
 
probably when I was in High School and had my 92 Isuzu Pick up. I had a bunch of friends in the back to go over to somebodies house. So to mess w/ them I figured I back out of the parking spot fast to throw them around a little bit. It was pretty cleared out and i looked before going. So I hit the gas, flew back & BAM!!!!! Right into a car. The reason I didnt see it was because the dumb b**** was flying accross the parking lot & stopped behind me right where I ended up.....needless to say it wasnt the best experience getting in my first accident infront of all my friends...

Sad thing is...2 days later...leaving school again w/ friends in the cab of the truck this time. Wasnt paying attention & made a left hand turn at a light right into the side of this kids pristine old school VW Beetle when he happened to be coming straight from the other side of the street....

real fun :rolleyes:

lol
 
In highschool right after class got out I back into a tree in the parking lot......s*** happends when you have other things on your mind! lol
 
Rush said:
Okay, kinda long story.

So my first car was a '93 Dodge Spirit. I had a sound system in it that was worth more than the car -- part of it being a set of three 10" JL Audio subs in a custom box. Nice setup for such a POS s*** car.

Anyway. I was on my way to work one afternoon, and stopped in the left-hand lane at a red light. A guy about my age pulled up next to me in the right-hand lane, in a Camaro SS. Please keep in mind that at this time, I was an idiotic 19 year old female.

So the guy in the Camaro looked over, saw me, smirked and revved his engine. And I think to myself -- okay, my car sucks, but I can still be as cool as you. So I turned up my sub volume, put on 'Let's Ride' by Ja Rule (those of you that know the song realize how hard it knocks), cranked up the system volume .. and when the bass line hit ..

.. my rearview mirror fell off. And it didn't just fall off, but made a huge clattering and banging down my entire dashboard and console as it went.

The guy in the Camaro went into hysterics. I just kinda drove off with my head down. That was the most mortified I've ever been while operating a vehicle.


I'm not sure i would have laughed at you, i think i would have offered to fix you rear view.....:)
 
My friends and I were ripping around when i came around a blind corner bam right into the back of my buddy's 97 Prelude... he was stopped waiting for someone in front of him to turn right. That was pretty embarassing... lucky there was only some scratched.
 
LOL great stories guys. I remember one time in HS, my friends mom dropped him off, then proceeded to run straight into a huge ass lightpole. Needless to say we teased him for that for about 5 weeks
 
Realizing that you don't know how to back up straight into a parking space the first month that you have your license ....at a Mazda meet.

haha, that was great.


Now, two years later I can drive the car backwards and slide it perfectly into a parking space.
 
haha oh i have another funny one. Kinda long but oh well.

My Pops used to be big into building Factory Five Cobra Replica kits. During his first build, i remember the day he got the car in a driveable state. SO he drove the chassis out of the garage to the street with the body halfway on there. Then, the old man tried to show off by doing a huge burn out and peeling out like a bat out of hell. Little did he know the trunk was not secured, it was literaly sitting on top of the car. The trunk flew off like a damn kite, scratching the brand new $$$$$$$$ paint job on it
 
Bit of a long story.
My first "car" was a 95 Pontiac Trans sport (you know, the van that looks like a dust buster). My dad was working on his gardens on the property and had bought something like 200 "yard bricks" to outline the gardens. He sent me to go pick up the second batch. So there I am in the garden centre of the Canadian Tire with 64 bricks in the back of the van - I go to leave and I turn too early and scrape the passenger side on the giant steel fence. To make matters worse I figure I can back up and turn hard and get my body off the fence - end result - the latch of this huge fence ends up stuck in the gap between the back of the sliding door and the rear quarter panel....the guys from automotives had to come and jack up the van and push it off the latch.

Did I mention the person that was helping me out was about my age and she was a fox ! I told my dad and he told me to turn the van around and do it to the other side so atleast I would have matching "racing stripes"
 
When I first started driving stick (was about 17 @ the time) I was parked on the side of a shopping building. The car was facing the wall in the space and I was getting in my car and getting ready to leave. I start the car, forgot I left it in gear and let off the clutch. BAM!!! right into the wall. It didnt really damage the car, there was only a few "nicks" (looked like stone chips) but it was REALLY loud, and I was in view of about 1/2+ of the parking lot. Needless to say more than a few people saw it and stared. I pulled off in shame. lol...

My brother's most embarrassing moment was even better. Let me start off by telling you hes NOT (or wasnt at the time) a good driver. He bought a brand new Saturn SL1 and thought he was the coolest for having a new car lol. He just got off work, it was like 10-11 at night. He gets in, and takes off... mind you this is at a grocery store parking lot. hits second, floors it, hits 3rd, goes for 4th.... at about this time he didnt realize there was a foot high median in front of him that separated 2 parts of the parking lot. He hits it going soo fast that his car flew in the air about 10-15 feet before it hit the ground. cracks his oil pan, busted his bumper, the airbags went off, hits his transmission and grinds 3 wheels down to half (they were steelies and there was litterally half a wheel left on 3 wheels...).

Didnt total the vehicle but there was about 6-7k of damage... and EVERYONE (about 10 people) that he works with saw it. the car had to be DRAGGED onto the flatbed. To this day there is still a long scrape mark on the pavement from his transmission dragging against the ground. He was subsequently nicknamed "kirby" for quite a while. I felt bad for him but at the same time it was the funniest thing I had seen in a while. I should have kept pictures.... the car looked priceless lol.

Sean
 
B1GHAM said:
When I first started driving stick (was about 17 @ the time) I was parked on the side of a shopping building. The car was facing the wall in the space and I was getting in my car and getting ready to leave. I start the car, forgot I left it in gear and let off the clutch. BAM!!! right into the wall. It didnt really damage the car, there was only a few "nicks" (looked like stone chips) but it was REALLY loud, and I was in view of about 1/2+ of the parking lot. Needless to say more than a few people saw it and stared. I pulled off in shame. lol...

My brother's most embarrassing moment was even better. Let me start off by telling you hes NOT (or wasnt at the time) a good driver. He bought a brand new Saturn SL1 and thought he was the coolest for having a new car lol. He just got off work, it was like 10-11 at night. He gets in, and takes off... mind you this is at a grocery store parking lot. hits second, floors it, hits 3rd, goes for 4th.... at about this time he didnt realize there was a foot high median in front of him that separated 2 parts of the parking lot. He hits it going soo fast that his car flew in the air about 10-15 feet before it hit the ground. cracks his oil pan, busted his bumper, the airbags went off, hits his transmission and grinds 3 wheels down to half (they were steelies and there was litterally half a wheel left on 3 wheels...).

Didnt total the vehicle but there was about 6-7k of damage... and EVERYONE (about 10 people) that he works with saw it. the car had to be DRAGGED onto the flatbed. To this day there is still a long scrape mark on the pavement from his transmission dragging against the ground. He was subsequently nicknamed "kirby" for quite a while. I felt bad for him but at the same time it was the funniest thing I had seen in a while. I should have kept pictures.... the car looked priceless lol.

Sean

lol
 
My mom had gotten really pissed at me one day and didn't want me going anywhere so she took my Cavalier and parked it behind my plymouth sundance (which had a burnt tranny) and put the club on the Cavalier. So my sister & I decide we could back the Cavy up across the street (just cant turn the wheel) and pull the Sundance out and put the Cavy back. Then we can limp the Sundance back roads to the mall (priorities right?)

So I back up the Cavalier, then i had my sister (15 years old) pull the Sundance out. Stupid me thought she could figure out how to back a manual out of the driveway. Nope, she panics, forgets the brake and backs into my brand new cavalier, just in time for the cute neighbors son to see. He comes over cracking up, he knew exactly what we were trying to do. He finished taking the sundance out and I put the cavy back (front bumper scraped to s***) and my sister and i headed to the mall (me driving) the car makes it there and back before mom gets home. But ever since then cute sean from down the road called me and my sister the crash twins.
 
It was a about 2 and a half years ago. It was the day I picked up my msp at the dealer. I've only been driving automatic cars before that. So I signed all the papers, got the keys, shaked hands with the manager then went outside to get my car and go back home. I test drove the car before that, never stalled it.

But just when I was about to leave, I stalled it THREE TIMES, just when the manager was waving with a smile. Then I stalled it again at the next red light, then at the next one I tought "I'm not gonna stall it AGAIN!" so I gave it too much gas... so I did a mini-burnout.. at the corner of a police station.

That was embarassing.
 
I used to work at the local Nissan dealership. One day we were assigned to pick up some cars from a downtown event and bring them back to the dealership. We get downtown and theres a cleaming blue 350Z convertible. I call dibs immediately. As I enjoy one of the best drives of my life back to the dealership thinking I'm hot stuff, I get to the stoplight right outside the dealership with people checking out the guy in the convertible Z. the light turns green and I stall in traffic. I felt like putting the top up and shrinking into the seat as far as I can go.
 
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