wannabe toms racer
New member
recently i roadtripped to new york to buy my 91 st185 from a fellow whos also a member here. horrible trip by the way we were lost like 90% a the time, but i was more than overjoyed when i first saw my trac in person. the body is close to perfect and the motor freshely rejuvinated with new fluids and seals, twas like christmas in may. we talked a bit and soon i was on the way to a long trip home. but it wasnt long before the big bad nypd spotted the fact that i had no license plate, but a makeshift cut out plate ( not even close to reactangular..) made from the bottom of a mountain dew cube that said in bold letters 'LAF' (license applied for). i tell ya i never had a cop laugh at me that hard before! it was helarious tho... anyways he threatened to impound the car if my buddy who brought us there didnt come back and help me figure out how to tow my car to the "hotel we were stayin at" (had ta make something up you know) the trouble was that he had a suspended license and probobly would have been arrested on the spot. so i was inbetween a rock and a hard place tryin ta figure out WHAT the hell to do when i notice the officer (who looked like the meow dude from supertroopers) franticly searching his car like he had lost something. for about 10 min he was in and out of the car round and round back doors open and everything, i was startin ta think "is he gonna arrest us er sumthin?" just as that thought popped in he started to walk back towards me, i was now borderline crappin my pants as he said "uhh sir i seem to have lost your license... never happened to me before, i apologise, let me write you up a slip so you can drive legally." so he did and i got lucky too because he got an emergency call, and i explained that id just drive up the street to the best western and park it till i can figure out something to do with it. *pheew* holy shit that was a rush. so i meet back up with my buddy and we ended up stayin 2 extra days and seein the sights and crap. i wasnt the most impressed, but we got some kickass pics and i got a kickass trac! long story shortened, we drove all that way back home thru chi town and shit (like 1820 sum miles) with me having discovered my wheel bearing is bad in the front driverside and no license plate, not to mention the lowbeam didnt work on the pass. side, no radio and a fresh batch of insanity for me driving alone for 15 hours... and to top it off it started to piss oil out of the valvecover gasket 2 like days after i got home.... surprise surprise. and it leaked and leaked, probly close ta 2 quarts in the time between then and yesterdy.( dont worry i kept it full, i work for penzoil after all heh) so i baught the gasket for 40 f'kin dollars and tore the valve cover off only to descover all that silicone all over the cover was hiding the fact that the front far right bolt hole area had cracked off and was being "held" together by this shit. not to mention the gasket was still good... PISSED!!! so i suck it up gather some tools and wander to my mas house and steal the cover and bolts from my black trac (in the rain) and back to my pops it was, back together she went, and back on the road i was, no leaks and happier than a hobo with a ham sandwich. true story. SOOOO the moral of my story is to anyone thinking of buying a car from another state, make sure EVERYTHING is in warking order before the trip home, or sum douchebag rips you off, and dont assume its ok to drive a day without plates, you get your license lost by the nypd. and its not fun. but all in all it was more than worth the whole ordeal, tho ill never go to new york again, i have a story worth tellin haha hope everyone enjoyed story time!!