Two elderly women were on holiday. They were out driving in a large car - both could barely see over the dashboard.
As they were cruising along, they came to an intersection.
The traffic light was red, but they went straight through.
The woman in the passenger seat thought to herself, "I must be losing it.
I could have sworn we just went through a red light".
After a few more minutes, they came to another intersection and the light was red.
Again, they went straight through.
The woman in the passenger seat was almost sure that the light had been red but was really concerned she was losing it.
At the next intersection, sure enough, the light was red and they went on through.
So she turned to the other woman and said: "Mildred, did you know that we just ran through three red lights in a row?
You could have killed us both!"
Mildred turned to her and said: "Oh, crap, am I driving?"
Baggie said
07:16 PM Dec 30, 2019
Now you folks think that was rather cute. Let me tell you a true happening back in the seventies here in Adelaide.
I was the one & only mechanic for a family trucking company who owned twenty old Dodge tray tops, six KGL Bedford tray tops, five Dodge & Bedford single axle semi's & a Fordson petrol tractor, six dog trailers. Some were local carton freight deliveries, the semi's were carting steel plate off the wharves to Hume Pipes & the Fordson tractor towed two dog trailers of steel plate from Port Adelaide up along port road to Hume steel. Those trailers were eight ton each & he is pulling them with a tractor that had two small brake drums about a foot in dia. If he had have jammed his foot on the brakes, those trailers would have pushed him 50 metres. Anyway, that was the fleet.
The two old boys who owned the Company, old Wallace was the eldest & wore glasses like the bottom of a bottle. This day, they could not start a truck at the Mile End rail yards, Wal was going there anyway & gave me a ride. Between Beverly (Workshop & the rail yards there were seven sets of lights. The worst were Port Rd & South Rd crossing. 4 lanes each way. He was driving, & the trip went like this.
Wal, "Was that a set of lights we just went through?
Me, "Yes Mr Wal,"
Wal, "Were they green?"
Me, "No Mr Wal, Yellow."
Wal, "We missed em' all though"
Me, Yes Mr Wal, we did."
Next set of lights was Port & south Rd
Me, "Lights here Mr Wal"
Wal, "What! What'd you say?"
Me, Much louder, "There's lights in front of you, you'd better stop!"
Wal after much squeeling of everyone elses' brakes & horns blowing. "Useless drivers, can't they see the lights."
This went on at all the lights that we went through & how we never got T boned was everyone elses good evasive driving.
By the time we got to Mile End I was not smelling it, I was sitting in it. & you know he drove on like that for months till he finally decided that the traffic was stupid & having a new Mercedes, he did not want to dent it.
In those days here in Adelaide, how old George never lost his old Fordson in a jacknife stop. It would have rolled & killed him. No roll cages then. Baggie.
Two elderly women were on holiday. They were out driving in a large car - both could barely see over the dashboard.
As they were cruising along, they came to an intersection.
The traffic light was red, but they went straight through.
The woman in the passenger seat thought to herself, "I must be losing it.
I could have sworn we just went through a red light".
After a few more minutes, they came to another intersection and the light was red.
Again, they went straight through.
The woman in the passenger seat was almost sure that the light had been red but was really concerned she was losing it.
At the next intersection, sure enough, the light was red and they went on through.
So she turned to the other woman and said: "Mildred, did you know that we just ran through three red lights in a row?
You could have killed us both!"
Mildred turned to her and said: "Oh, crap, am I driving?"
I was the one & only mechanic for a family trucking company who owned twenty old Dodge tray tops, six KGL Bedford tray tops, five Dodge & Bedford single axle semi's & a Fordson petrol tractor, six dog trailers. Some were local carton freight deliveries, the semi's were carting steel plate off the wharves to Hume Pipes & the Fordson tractor towed two dog trailers of steel plate from Port Adelaide up along port road to Hume steel. Those trailers were eight ton each & he is pulling them with a tractor that had two small brake drums about a foot in dia. If he had have jammed his foot on the brakes, those trailers would have pushed him 50 metres. Anyway, that was the fleet.
The two old boys who owned the Company, old Wallace was the eldest & wore glasses like the bottom of a bottle. This day, they could not start a truck at the Mile End rail yards, Wal was going there anyway & gave me a ride. Between Beverly (Workshop & the rail yards there were seven sets of lights. The worst were Port Rd & South Rd crossing. 4 lanes each way. He was driving, & the trip went like this.
Wal, "Was that a set of lights we just went through?
Me, "Yes Mr Wal,"
Wal, "Were they green?"
Me, "No Mr Wal, Yellow."
Wal, "We missed em' all though"
Me, Yes Mr Wal, we did."
Next set of lights was Port & south Rd
Me, "Lights here Mr Wal"
Wal, "What! What'd you say?"
Me, Much louder, "There's lights in front of you, you'd better stop!"
Wal after much squeeling of everyone elses' brakes & horns blowing. "Useless drivers, can't they see the lights."
This went on at all the lights that we went through & how we never got T boned was everyone elses good evasive driving.
By the time we got to Mile End I was not smelling it, I was sitting in it. & you know he drove on like that for months till he finally decided that the traffic was stupid & having a new Mercedes, he did not want to dent it.
In those days here in Adelaide, how old George never lost his old Fordson in a jacknife stop. It would have rolled & killed him. No roll cages then. Baggie.