Yesterday evening was not ideal:
A guy's car died in the middle of a busy intersection a few cars ahead of me. Others were honking and driving around him, and I figured I'd hate to be in that situation. So I pulled over onto a grass driveway and got out to push his car to another driveway, out of the intersection.
I came back to my car and was faced with a lot of rush hour traffic, and I'd have to back out uphill to get back onto the road.
No problem, I thought. I'll just do a quick three-point turn around and be on my way.
Bad idea.
The minute I touched the grass (it looked solid to me) I knew it was too late. I'd driven onto QuickMud (it looked like grass at the time).
Car only dug deeper as I tried to get out. No way to tow that I could tell, without putting straps around the rear wheels and risking damage. Even at the very high suspension level, there was very little space between the bottom of the car and the mud (especially in the rear). Notice the car's dug in to the point where the mud is up to the 19" wheel. Ended up jacking up each corner of the car individually, putting a long 2x6 under each wheel, driving back 6 feet, then repeating until I got back onto the roadway.
The scariest part was: 5 high school kids who helped push. (One was a Tesla fanatic and has watched every video online about the car!). I asked them to push where the microwave oven is (inside the frunk) and at the B pillar on each side...which turned out well...except for the mud on my headliner :crying:. And all over my driver side floor mat :crying:. And on the floor of the car :crying:. And the steering wheel :crying:. And the pedals :crying:.
Fortunately I was able to clean the car and get most of it off. I'll get the rest off tonight.
This story has two morals:
1. Only go mudding in raised, 4x4 trucks.
2. Don't ever help anyone.
(Kidding about #2).
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By the way, this is NOT an April Fools' joke. And that picture is not Photoshopped .
A guy's car died in the middle of a busy intersection a few cars ahead of me. Others were honking and driving around him, and I figured I'd hate to be in that situation. So I pulled over onto a grass driveway and got out to push his car to another driveway, out of the intersection.
I came back to my car and was faced with a lot of rush hour traffic, and I'd have to back out uphill to get back onto the road.
No problem, I thought. I'll just do a quick three-point turn around and be on my way.
Bad idea.
The minute I touched the grass (it looked solid to me) I knew it was too late. I'd driven onto QuickMud (it looked like grass at the time).
Car only dug deeper as I tried to get out. No way to tow that I could tell, without putting straps around the rear wheels and risking damage. Even at the very high suspension level, there was very little space between the bottom of the car and the mud (especially in the rear). Notice the car's dug in to the point where the mud is up to the 19" wheel. Ended up jacking up each corner of the car individually, putting a long 2x6 under each wheel, driving back 6 feet, then repeating until I got back onto the roadway.
The scariest part was: 5 high school kids who helped push. (One was a Tesla fanatic and has watched every video online about the car!). I asked them to push where the microwave oven is (inside the frunk) and at the B pillar on each side...which turned out well...except for the mud on my headliner :crying:. And all over my driver side floor mat :crying:. And on the floor of the car :crying:. And the steering wheel :crying:. And the pedals :crying:.
Fortunately I was able to clean the car and get most of it off. I'll get the rest off tonight.
This story has two morals:
1. Only go mudding in raised, 4x4 trucks.
2. Don't ever help anyone.
(Kidding about #2).
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By the way, this is NOT an April Fools' joke. And that picture is not Photoshopped .