Funny, yet, sadly, this story could not have possible happened as described.
1963 Chevy Impalas, 2 door and 4 door, convertable and fixed-head alike, all were hardtop models with no roof connecting b-pillar. There would have been nowhere for the unwitting hero of our story to place his trusty lance, unless he was sitting in the backseat, and even then, the impact would not have torn the door off as described.
Although it's based on a historical incident, I changed a lot of identifying marks so the original miscreant would be more difficult to identify. The car type was one of the details. Since I fancy myself a "car guy," I really should have gotten that detail right, but I didn't.
I'll change it to "Biscayne" or something when I finish the book.
*ROFLMAO* Oh, jeez. I'm really surprised none of these jokers didn't qualify for a Darwin award.... 'course, they were drunk, and so wouldn't tend to tense up on impact....
You *knew* this cretin? You have my condolences. Obviously you got better...
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1963 Chevy Impalas, 2 door and 4 door, convertable and fixed-head alike, all were hardtop models with no roof connecting b-pillar. There would have been nowhere for the unwitting hero of our story to place his trusty lance, unless he was sitting in the backseat, and even then, the impact would not have torn the door off as described.
-Ogre
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-Ogre
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For reference, Shel replied:
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You *knew* this cretin? You have my condolences. Obviously you got better...
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