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Jun. 13th, 2004
Reality intervenes...
Jun. 13th, 2004 11:10 amChurch was hard this morning... trying not to cry, especially given that I couldn't even explain the reasons. Lack of focus...
Then, driving home in the Mustang, with David and Kevin, I accelerated from a stoplight at El Camino on to the start of 237. I floored it, as usual...
The pedal jammed. Stuck all the way down. Kids in the car.
Kicking it didn't work. The five-liter V-8 was revving at its peak power point, and we hit 80, still accelerating. Lateral nudges with one foot while stomping the (just replaced) brakes finally dislodged it as we hit 90.
Driving home, I tried it twice more, and it stuck again briefly. So I need to get the linkages adjusted. I shudder to think of how it would have gone if I hadn't serviced the brakes yesterday -- previously, I had almost no front brakes, metal-on-metal. Whew.
Strangely, I felt better when I got home. Whether due to dealing with an emergency (taking charge and positively influencing *some* outcome, at least) or just the adrenaline...
Then, driving home in the Mustang, with David and Kevin, I accelerated from a stoplight at El Camino on to the start of 237. I floored it, as usual...
The pedal jammed. Stuck all the way down. Kids in the car.
Kicking it didn't work. The five-liter V-8 was revving at its peak power point, and we hit 80, still accelerating. Lateral nudges with one foot while stomping the (just replaced) brakes finally dislodged it as we hit 90.
Driving home, I tried it twice more, and it stuck again briefly. So I need to get the linkages adjusted. I shudder to think of how it would have gone if I hadn't serviced the brakes yesterday -- previously, I had almost no front brakes, metal-on-metal. Whew.
Strangely, I felt better when I got home. Whether due to dealing with an emergency (taking charge and positively influencing *some* outcome, at least) or just the adrenaline...