(April 28, 2022 at 12:26 am)Fireball Wrote:(April 27, 2022 at 11:27 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote:
I bought a '69 Camaro in '72. The street in front of my parent's house was repaved, not long after. It was June or July, and the part of southern California we lived in at the time was already nearly hot enough to melt asphalt, when the sun was glaring down. I backed out of the driveway and popped the clutch (327 (5.2L) with a 4-speed) and dug two 9" wide furrows in the new asphalt. My dad was not a happy camper! No ducks were injured in this display of craziness, btw.
That's nuthin'....
When they first paved the road on the southern border of our property, my goofy great uncle ran his disc behind his tractor for 1/2 mile down the hot asphalt - ending up pulling in his driveway....
I never understood why the county did NOT make him pay for the resurfacing... Maybe they didn' t want him stinking up the courthouse...
Everytime i see rain grooved pavement I think of the smelly old bastard...