SCrazy
08-10-2003, 08:05 PM
Friday afternoon I took my car to get the exhaust system installed. I decided I would drive it to the shop (about 5 miles) and hope to not run into any police with just the headers and Cats, damn that car was loud.
After a short ride on the highway I get to the bottom of the exit and the car dies, dead, no power, oh ****. Well my father was behind me and goes across the street to a gas station for a set of jumper cables (mine were in the trunk, I didn't have the trunk key and the battery was to shot to pop the lid) and meanwhile a cop pulls up behind me and wants to call a wrecker but I manage to talk him into letting me try to get it started. Of course I fail to mention the no exhaust thing to him.
We hook up the cables and it takes a few minutes to get enough juice to start the car. When it starts my father yanks off the cables slams the hood and I roar off.......
The car manages to stay running to the shop and my father catches up with me. He said the cop just stuck his head out the window, laughed at him and said "I know your on your way to get mufflers on that thing". The guy was pretty cool.
Anyway it turns out I had a bad alternator and the muffler shop let me change it out in one of their service bays after they closed. Those guys were awesome.
All in all a pretty decent experience and the shop did an awesome job on my duel 2-1/2" exhaust.
After a short ride on the highway I get to the bottom of the exit and the car dies, dead, no power, oh ****. Well my father was behind me and goes across the street to a gas station for a set of jumper cables (mine were in the trunk, I didn't have the trunk key and the battery was to shot to pop the lid) and meanwhile a cop pulls up behind me and wants to call a wrecker but I manage to talk him into letting me try to get it started. Of course I fail to mention the no exhaust thing to him.
We hook up the cables and it takes a few minutes to get enough juice to start the car. When it starts my father yanks off the cables slams the hood and I roar off.......
The car manages to stay running to the shop and my father catches up with me. He said the cop just stuck his head out the window, laughed at him and said "I know your on your way to get mufflers on that thing". The guy was pretty cool.
Anyway it turns out I had a bad alternator and the muffler shop let me change it out in one of their service bays after they closed. Those guys were awesome.
All in all a pretty decent experience and the shop did an awesome job on my duel 2-1/2" exhaust.