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The Friday Nite Cruise at Old Town
as reported by Gregg Nelson Sr.
November 11th, 2005
As Published in V2-I46-#66 November 10th 2005
Hello everyone, I apologize for not
getting in a full report last week. Last Friday was not my day when it
came to automobiles. My PT Cruiser had a relapse of the transmission flu
and the relapse was worse than the initial case. Emma called me to tell
me that PT had jumped out of gear and was on the side of Poinciana
Boulevard and would not move again. She then asked if I would come and
get her. I got dressed and jumped into Dippy to pick her up. As I
traveled north onto Poinciana Blvd. near 1792, the traffic was all
backed up to the McLane warehouse. As soon as I got up to the grassy
area on the side of Poinciana I decided to pull off the road to the
right and drive down as far as I could to get close to PT. The grass was
wet and I was afraid of getting Dippy stuck in the wet grass so I didn't
stop until I got to a dry area next to the road. I checked PT out and
found that the transmission was not engaging as it should. I told Emma
we would go back to the house and get the tow dolly and bring PT to the
dealer. We got into Dippy and I chose that instead of driving in the wet
grass again I would stay close to the road until I got to the
intersection across from McLane and get back on the road there. In
theory it seemed like a good plan. On the side of Poinciana in the grass
there were at one time light posts to light the roadway. The lights are
gone, the bolts and concrete foundations that held them in place are
not. I backed over one of them and got Dippy stuck on one of them. To
make a long story short, I damaged the rocker panel and the floor boards
of Dippy and had to get a tow truck to get her unstuck. The tow truck
also took PT to Napleton Chrysler to see what was up with her. As a side
note, some tow truck drivers don't have the sense God gave a (fill in
the blank). Anyway ask the driver what he is going to do to get you out
of your situation, and if it doesn't sound reasonable, it is your car
and you can object to his cure. I did and the damage to Dippy was
inflicted by me, and as bad as it is, it was not fatal. The tow truck
driver wanted to hook the winch cable to the front of Dippy and pull it
off the concrete which would have torn the floor boards worse than they
are as well as tear the rear end off the car. I drove Dippy away after
the driver did as I instructed to remove her from her perch.
After spending 1900 dollars at Napleton to rebuilt the tranny she seems
to be okay again. I still don't understand how a car with 60,000 miles
could need a transmission rebuilt. The dealer says the transmission
fluid needs to be changed at 30,000 miles as indicated in the owners
manual. I checked my manual after getting the car back and it says in
schedule B (for cars in rough service which I thought was for taxi and
police service) to change the fluid at 48,000 miles. In schedule A there
is no provision for transmission service. I guess that I was supposed to
see the correct schedule in the clouds or something. Needless to say I'm
not happy.
This week the weather was wonderful and 105 other cruisers must have
thought the same because we had that many registered cruisers for the
event. We again had a total of four checker flag winners.
The first flag was awarded to Miguel Ortiz with his yellow 1973 Mazda
RX-2 coupe.
The second flag went to Felix Santana with his red 1978 Volkswagen
Scorpion kit car. The third flag was taken home by Pedro Mattei with his
gray 2003 Mitsubishi Galant.
The fourth flag went to Amanda Miller and her blue 2000 Chevy S-10
pickup.
Ken and Wanda Tiggleman returned this week with their 1978 Corvette
after a three week hiatis. They were having the interior replaced and it
sure does look good.
I would like to comment on Old Town, our cars, and our relationships. I
think most of us would agree that we were originally attracted to Old
Town because of the lure of the car cruise, others came to see all these
great cars in one place, some others came because of the shops and the
amusements, and a few others came because it is an inexpensive night out
with the family. Any one of these things brought us to Old Town, maybe
it took a few of these things. The only problem is that after a few
weeks, months, or even a year or two, the allure of all of these things
wear off and they are boring. So why do we continue to go to Old Town
and the other weekly car gatherings week after week. It must be all
those perfect cars lined up side by side every week. No, I don't think
that is it. After all not one of these cars is perfect. Not even your
car. There is a scratch somewhere, a dent, faded trim, a stain in the
carpet. Everyone of them has something wrong and if you don't see it ask
the owner and he can point it out. Maybe it is all those cars we have
never seen before. No I don't think it is that either because at any
given weekly event, at least 75 percent of the cars in attendance are
there just about every week. The same "boring" cars each week. (no
insult intended) So if it isn't the cars, and it isn't the venue or
location, why do we continue to go week after week? The answer must be
the people. We all develop relationships and friendships with our fellow
cruisers and this is why we continue to go to the same places week after
week. As people though we are very much like the cars we drive each week
to the cruise. Not one of us is perfect, we all have a different path
that bring us to where we are and it gives us character. Because we are
not perfect, we must look past our faults and not take ourselves too
seriously. Their should be no judgment for trivial things. When these
things occur, our evening out becomes some old boring cars, some old
stores, some old amusement rides we have seen hundreds of times before
and it just isn't much fun. When we judge our friends over trivial
things, we then decide we can't be a friend to this one or that one,
soon their will be someone else with an unbearable fault, and then
someone else, and before long, we no longer have our old friends and
going out to our weekly venue isn't worthwhile any longer. So to all my
friends, is the bickering or the judgment's worthwhile? I really don't
think they are and they make our events difficult to enjoy. Lighten up
and enjoy the cars, the stores, the rides, and especially the people.
Until next week cruise safely and have fun.

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