Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1
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This must be a strip club locker room, because those sure aren’t gym shoes.
Realistic training. LOL
very old story, going back at least to the '90s. One of the first Darwin Award stories. Don't know if true or not. OTOH, another of the early Darwin Award stories I KNOW is true - they guy in SoCal who tied a bunch of helium-filled weather balloons to his lawn chair, then cut the tether. Even carried a BB rifle to shoot balloons to descend. Shot up to like 10,000' in LAX airspace. "Los Angeles Approach, we just went by a guy in a lawn chair with a rifle". I remember when that story made the OC Register. The guy made it back down.I read this in an email; not sure if accurate, but was wondering if someone is missing a member
Now, the winner of this year's Darwin Award (awarded, as always, posthumously):
The Arizona Highway Patrol came upon a pile of smoldering metal embedded in the side of a cliff rising above the road at the apex of a curve. The wreckage resembled the site of an airplane crash, but it was a car.
The type of car was unidentifiable at the scene. Police investigators finally pieced together the mystery. An amateur rocket scientist.... Had somehow gotten hold of a JATO bottle (Jet Assisted Take Off, actually a solid fuel rocket)
That is used to give heavy military transport planes an extra 'push' for taking off from short airfields. He had driven his Chevy Impala out into the desert and found a long, straight stretch of road. He attached the JATO unit to the car, jumped in, got up some speed and fired off the JATO!
The facts as best as could be determined are that the operator of the 1967 Impala hit the JATO ignition at a distance of approximately 3.0 miles from the crash site. This was established by the scorched and melted asphalt at that location.
The JATO, if operating properly, would have reached maximum thrust within 5 seconds, causing the Chevy to reach speeds well in excess of 350 mph and continuing at full power for an additional 20 -25 seconds.
The driver, and soon to be pilot, would have experienced G-forces usually reserved for dog fighting F -14 jocks under full afterburners, causing him to become irrelevant for the remainder of the event.
However, the automobile remained on the straight highway for about 2.5 miles (15-20 seconds) before the driver applied and completely melted the brakes, blowing the tires and leaving thick rubber marks on the road surface,
then becoming airborne for an additional 1.4 miles and impacting the cliff face at a height of 125 feet leaving a blackened crater 3 feet deep in the rock.
Most of the driver's remains were not recoverable. However, small fragments of bone, teeth and hair were extracted from the crater, and fingernail and bone shards were removed from a piece of debris believed to be a portion of the steering wheel.
Epilogue: It has been calculated that this moron attained a ground speed of approximately 420-mph, though much of his voyage was not actually on the ground.
You couldn't make this stuff up, could you?
yeah, those things REALLY turn me off in a big way.
which drug are you referring to?
I remember reading it in a magazine in the early 80's.
The urban legend probably dates back to the 50's or 60's.
That's the problem, They don't think
