Hi Warren,

You think that's crazy... you should try it with an aircooled
baywindow bus. With the sunroof open.

Wheeee that was fun.  (wasn't my bus, but I was behind the wheel at
the time).

Happy Trails,

Greg Potts
1973/74/75/77/79 Westfakia "Bob the Tomato"
www.pottsfamily.ca/westfakia
www.busesofthecorn.com

On 19-Nov-06, at 9:28 PM, Warren Lail wrote:

> Sooner or later it was bound to happen.  There I was on an open,
> straight section of I-80 in northern Nevada.  Not a car in sight
> coming or going and a wide view of the highway in front of me
> (probably could see clear for 5 to 7 miles as the Interstate crossed
> one of those wide desert valleys).  No wind.  Poor judgment.  Promise
> to never do it again.
>
> But ...
>
> The speed limit was 75.  Billy Bones has a .77 fourth gear, so I was
> cruising along at 80 (4,000 rpm).  Then I see the open road, no
> traffic, flat level ground, no wind, good tires, and before I could
> exercise good judgment, bad judgment took over.
>
> I pressed the pedal down and the Subie 2.2 began to hum.  Soon I was
> at 85.  At 88 I saw comm-trails streaming from my rear view mirrors.
> At 90 both mirrors gave up and flapped in.  At 93 the whole front end
> began to glow a bright orange - eventually becoming white hot.  At 95
> my face became distorted.  At 96 I almost lost consciousness and
> began to hallucinate.  At 97 I cried, but poor judgment caused me to
> press on, and on, and on.  At 99 my eyeglasses cracked.  And then it
> happened - the GPS displayed the magic number.  That one second at
> 100 seemed like an eternity.  Good judgment again took over and I
> backed way off.  Drove the rest of the way home at the speed limit.
>
> Dumbest thing I've ever done.  Poor judgment, to be sure.  Promise to
> never do that again as long as I live.  It frightens me even now just
> thinking about it.
>
> But I thought I would share the experience.  Maybe it will keep
> someone else from making the same mistake.
>
> Warren L.
> 88 Westy "Billy Bones"