Traffic IS fun at times! It' not mountain views but that's what road trip are for!
Oh man, I'm having flashbacks...
'68 Super Bee on a drive from VA up to Chicopee, MA for a NeHOA meet in the early 80's.
We hit the GW bridge at about 6am and the lanes for the upper deck were slammed full and backed up....
Keep in mind, we had just passed burned out hulks of cars on blocks on the side of I-95 getting there.
Quite the eye-opener for us, who had never seen such things.
Well, I had just bought that Super Bee. It had a transplanted 440 with a Six Pak on it, but it had a small little radiator in it
(that turned out to be for a small block, we found out later) and sitting there in the back up, she was getting HOT and fast.
Images of burned out hulks of cars fresh in my head, I was in near panic mode.
I look over at the lanes for the lower deck of the bridge and they're moving. One last glance at the temp gauge, which was
headed alllllll the way right, a quick assessment of the sturdiness of the orange plastic pylons separating upper and lower deck
traffic and made the decision...
Plowed right through those pylons and made a run for it.
Nobody came after us and I ran the heater full blast until things cooled back off some.
We made it to Chicopee after witnessing how crazy MA drivers really are. A local, rather famous Mopar and hemi shop owner who
was also in the club came over to me in the parking lot of the hotel working on the car and said "wrong damn radiator. I'll be right
back".
I look at some other members like "who was that?" and they assured me I was now in the most capable hands possible.
The gentleman (I want to say his name was like "Harlan" or some such) arrives back with a brand new looking radiator and hands
it to me, tells me to put it in. I stammer out something about not being able to afford it and he waves me off.
"The
moment you get that car back home, you send me my radiator back, understand?"
I nod sheepishly and do as he says.
Car was fine after that. Even made it all the way back home in the driving rain with no wipers (the Delaware Bay Bridge is a TON
of fun in the rain with no wipers, bias ply tires and too much horsepower, let me tell ya).
I sent his radiator back the moment I got home, along with whatever money I could scrape up.
A few days later, he sends my money back and tells me that's what Mopar brothers do for each other.
I have NEVER forgotten that.