Having just moved here, I'm frustrated with the fact that I seldom see ANY
lane changes, wild or not...
n.

"Will Honea" <hwj25(remove this)@qwest.net> wrote in message
news:JxX2tWiP5BNp-pn2-g0qB9cYiyNNd@anon.none.net...
> Now, it's more common to see a cop writing a ticket for a bald tire than
for wild
> lane changes.
> Will Honea

 

On Sat, 12 Jun 2004 00:54:08 UTC Kim_Jong_Il@volcanomail.com (Beloved
Leader) wrote:

> "Will Honea" <hwj25(remove this)@qwest.net> wrote in message news:<JxX2tWiP5BNp-pn2-g0qB9cYiyNNd@anon.none.net>...
>
> > ... we had to pull at least 2
> > brake drums to physically inspect the brakes (that will tell you how
> > long ago that was).
>
>
> Still (supposedly) the case in Virginia. A good inspector will put the
> car on a lift and examine the undercarriage for leaking shocks, holes
> in the exhaust, rusted brake lines - whatever.

But the real idiocy of the Colorado system was that it was due at one
of two times during the year which meant the poor inspection station
was either swamped or sitting on their hands. My future Father-in-Law
had a station and I would bring 6-8 buddies from the Academy in over
the push weekends - he suppied the beer, pizza, and burgers and we
pulled inspections in record time. Made a few bucks for spending
money, the customers got in and out with minimum hassle so everyone
was happy.

I still believe that a competent safety inspection should be a
required maintainance item at least twice a year, especially where the
climate varies dramatically between summer and winter, but note the
word competent: state mandated/run systems generally don't qualify. I
would imagine that any of us who do our own maintainance to keep a
Jeep running actually do all that is required and more on an even more
frequent schedule.

--
Will Honea

 

On Sat, 12 Jun 2004 00:54:08 UTC Kim_Jong_Il@volcanomail.com (Beloved
Leader) wrote:

> "Will Honea" <hwj25(remove this)@qwest.net> wrote in message news:<JxX2tWiP5BNp-pn2-g0qB9cYiyNNd@anon.none.net>...
>
> > ... we had to pull at least 2
> > brake drums to physically inspect the brakes (that will tell you how
> > long ago that was).
>
>
> Still (supposedly) the case in Virginia. A good inspector will put the
> car on a lift and examine the undercarriage for leaking shocks, holes
> in the exhaust, rusted brake lines - whatever.

But the real idiocy of the Colorado system was that it was due at one
of two times during the year which meant the poor inspection station
was either swamped or sitting on their hands. My future Father-in-Law
had a station and I would bring 6-8 buddies from the Academy in over
the push weekends - he suppied the beer, pizza, and burgers and we
pulled inspections in record time. Made a few bucks for spending
money, the customers got in and out with minimum hassle so everyone
was happy.

I still believe that a competent safety inspection should be a
required maintainance item at least twice a year, especially where the
climate varies dramatically between summer and winter, but note the
word competent: state mandated/run systems generally don't qualify. I
would imagine that any of us who do our own maintainance to keep a
Jeep running actually do all that is required and more on an even more
frequent schedule.

--
Will Honea

 

On Sat, 12 Jun 2004 00:54:08 UTC Kim_Jong_Il@volcanomail.com (Beloved
Leader) wrote:

> "Will Honea" <hwj25(remove this)@qwest.net> wrote in message news:<JxX2tWiP5BNp-pn2-g0qB9cYiyNNd@anon.none.net>...
>
> > ... we had to pull at least 2
> > brake drums to physically inspect the brakes (that will tell you how
> > long ago that was).
>
>
> Still (supposedly) the case in Virginia. A good inspector will put the
> car on a lift and examine the undercarriage for leaking shocks, holes
> in the exhaust, rusted brake lines - whatever.

But the real idiocy of the Colorado system was that it was due at one
of two times during the year which meant the poor inspection station
was either swamped or sitting on their hands. My future Father-in-Law
had a station and I would bring 6-8 buddies from the Academy in over
the push weekends - he suppied the beer, pizza, and burgers and we
pulled inspections in record time. Made a few bucks for spending
money, the customers got in and out with minimum hassle so everyone
was happy.

I still believe that a competent safety inspection should be a
required maintainance item at least twice a year, especially where the
climate varies dramatically between summer and winter, but note the
word competent: state mandated/run systems generally don't qualify. I
would imagine that any of us who do our own maintainance to keep a
Jeep running actually do all that is required and more on an even more
frequent schedule.

--
Will Honea

 

On Sat, 12 Jun 2004 00:54:08 UTC Kim_Jong_Il@volcanomail.com (Beloved
Leader) wrote:

> "Will Honea" <hwj25(remove this)@qwest.net> wrote in message news:<JxX2tWiP5BNp-pn2-g0qB9cYiyNNd@anon.none.net>...
>
> > ... we had to pull at least 2
> > brake drums to physically inspect the brakes (that will tell you how
> > long ago that was).
>
>
> Still (supposedly) the case in Virginia. A good inspector will put the
> car on a lift and examine the undercarriage for leaking shocks, holes
> in the exhaust, rusted brake lines - whatever.

But the real idiocy of the Colorado system was that it was due at one
of two times during the year which meant the poor inspection station
was either swamped or sitting on their hands. My future Father-in-Law
had a station and I would bring 6-8 buddies from the Academy in over
the push weekends - he suppied the beer, pizza, and burgers and we
pulled inspections in record time. Made a few bucks for spending
money, the customers got in and out with minimum hassle so everyone
was happy.

I still believe that a competent safety inspection should be a
required maintainance item at least twice a year, especially where the
climate varies dramatically between summer and winter, but note the
word competent: state mandated/run systems generally don't qualify. I
would imagine that any of us who do our own maintainance to keep a
Jeep running actually do all that is required and more on an even more
frequent schedule.

--
Will Honea

 

Shaggie <blah@blah.com> wrote in message news:<bn7hc0hfatqbaurq5sgmlj9ijd3nv9pm58@4ax.com>. ..
> WHOO HOO! My inspection ran out at the end of last month and I was
> really worried about passing. I redid the front and rear brakes since
> the brakes were really bad on it and also replaced the windshield
> wipers since they ALWAYS seem to want to replace mine on whatever
> vehicle I take anywher for inspection. I have non-emissions carb and
> intake and no catalytic converter so I was worried about that.
> Fortunately I found a combination of a "good ol' boy" manager and a
> young inspection technician. He couldn't find the dimmer switch. Had
> never seen on on the floor before. :-D After I showed him the dimmer
> switch, he popped the hood and just stared for about 10 seconds and
> then closed it back up and asked me how many cylinders it had. I told
I love the new tech that cannot find the starter button on the floor.

My best story is taking the '49 pickup in for inspection. The tech
was standing in front. I turned on the lights, flashed the dimmer.
Then he said "Right, turn signal." He repeated this command a couple
of times more and then looked at me to see me with my left arm out the
window, elbow cocked at 90 degrees, palm forward. He rolled his head
and with an air of total disgust asked "What year is this thing?" He
made me put a wiper on the passenger side window.

The story does not end there. My wife and I were out on a joy ride
early one evening in the small East Texas town where my folks live.
We were driving around the loop to get ice cream when a young cop
pulled us over. Conversation went like this:
"What is wrong officer?"
"Tail lights."
"Well,sir, I can see it right there," pointing to the drivers side
rear.
"Someone runned off with the right side one."
"Uh, it did not come with one," I said.
"I dunno anything about that," said the cop.
"Oh, look right here on the front of the windsheild," I said, "I had
her inspected this morning and they would not have put the sticker on
if it was not leagel."
Bumfuzzeled, the nice officer took a closer look at us. Realizing we
were not rabble but a clean, decent-looking young couple that pay a
lot of taxes, probablly vote, and most likely have access to cash
enough to have a lawyer make him fill out more paperwork that he would
care for, he politely disengaged from the situation with a compliment
to our old truck.

 

Shaggie <blah@blah.com> wrote in message news:<bn7hc0hfatqbaurq5sgmlj9ijd3nv9pm58@4ax.com>. ..
> WHOO HOO! My inspection ran out at the end of last month and I was
> really worried about passing. I redid the front and rear brakes since
> the brakes were really bad on it and also replaced the windshield
> wipers since they ALWAYS seem to want to replace mine on whatever
> vehicle I take anywher for inspection. I have non-emissions carb and
> intake and no catalytic converter so I was worried about that.
> Fortunately I found a combination of a "good ol' boy" manager and a
> young inspection technician. He couldn't find the dimmer switch. Had
> never seen on on the floor before. :-D After I showed him the dimmer
> switch, he popped the hood and just stared for about 10 seconds and
> then closed it back up and asked me how many cylinders it had. I told
I love the new tech that cannot find the starter button on the floor.

My best story is taking the '49 pickup in for inspection. The tech
was standing in front. I turned on the lights, flashed the dimmer.
Then he said "Right, turn signal." He repeated this command a couple
of times more and then looked at me to see me with my left arm out the
window, elbow cocked at 90 degrees, palm forward. He rolled his head
and with an air of total disgust asked "What year is this thing?" He
made me put a wiper on the passenger side window.

The story does not end there. My wife and I were out on a joy ride
early one evening in the small East Texas town where my folks live.
We were driving around the loop to get ice cream when a young cop
pulled us over. Conversation went like this:
"What is wrong officer?"
"Tail lights."
"Well,sir, I can see it right there," pointing to the drivers side
rear.
"Someone runned off with the right side one."
"Uh, it did not come with one," I said.
"I dunno anything about that," said the cop.
"Oh, look right here on the front of the windsheild," I said, "I had
her inspected this morning and they would not have put the sticker on
if it was not leagel."
Bumfuzzeled, the nice officer took a closer look at us. Realizing we
were not rabble but a clean, decent-looking young couple that pay a
lot of taxes, probablly vote, and most likely have access to cash
enough to have a lawyer make him fill out more paperwork that he would
care for, he politely disengaged from the situation with a compliment
to our old truck.

 

Shaggie <blah@blah.com> wrote in message news:<bn7hc0hfatqbaurq5sgmlj9ijd3nv9pm58@4ax.com>. ..
> WHOO HOO! My inspection ran out at the end of last month and I was
> really worried about passing. I redid the front and rear brakes since
> the brakes were really bad on it and also replaced the windshield
> wipers since they ALWAYS seem to want to replace mine on whatever
> vehicle I take anywher for inspection. I have non-emissions carb and
> intake and no catalytic converter so I was worried about that.
> Fortunately I found a combination of a "good ol' boy" manager and a
> young inspection technician. He couldn't find the dimmer switch. Had
> never seen on on the floor before. :-D After I showed him the dimmer
> switch, he popped the hood and just stared for about 10 seconds and
> then closed it back up and asked me how many cylinders it had. I told
I love the new tech that cannot find the starter button on the floor.

My best story is taking the '49 pickup in for inspection. The tech
was standing in front. I turned on the lights, flashed the dimmer.
Then he said "Right, turn signal." He repeated this command a couple
of times more and then looked at me to see me with my left arm out the
window, elbow cocked at 90 degrees, palm forward. He rolled his head
and with an air of total disgust asked "What year is this thing?" He
made me put a wiper on the passenger side window.

The story does not end there. My wife and I were out on a joy ride
early one evening in the small East Texas town where my folks live.
We were driving around the loop to get ice cream when a young cop
pulled us over. Conversation went like this:
"What is wrong officer?"
"Tail lights."
"Well,sir, I can see it right there," pointing to the drivers side
rear.
"Someone runned off with the right side one."
"Uh, it did not come with one," I said.
"I dunno anything about that," said the cop.
"Oh, look right here on the front of the windsheild," I said, "I had
her inspected this morning and they would not have put the sticker on
if it was not leagel."
Bumfuzzeled, the nice officer took a closer look at us. Realizing we
were not rabble but a clean, decent-looking young couple that pay a
lot of taxes, probablly vote, and most likely have access to cash
enough to have a lawyer make him fill out more paperwork that he would
care for, he politely disengaged from the situation with a compliment
to our old truck.

 

Shaggie <blah@blah.com> wrote in message news:<bn7hc0hfatqbaurq5sgmlj9ijd3nv9pm58@4ax.com>. ..
> WHOO HOO! My inspection ran out at the end of last month and I was
> really worried about passing. I redid the front and rear brakes since
> the brakes were really bad on it and also replaced the windshield
> wipers since they ALWAYS seem to want to replace mine on whatever
> vehicle I take anywher for inspection. I have non-emissions carb and
> intake and no catalytic converter so I was worried about that.
> Fortunately I found a combination of a "good ol' boy" manager and a
> young inspection technician. He couldn't find the dimmer switch. Had
> never seen on on the floor before. :-D After I showed him the dimmer
> switch, he popped the hood and just stared for about 10 seconds and
> then closed it back up and asked me how many cylinders it had. I told
I love the new tech that cannot find the starter button on the floor.

My best story is taking the '49 pickup in for inspection. The tech
was standing in front. I turned on the lights, flashed the dimmer.
Then he said "Right, turn signal." He repeated this command a couple
of times more and then looked at me to see me with my left arm out the
window, elbow cocked at 90 degrees, palm forward. He rolled his head
and with an air of total disgust asked "What year is this thing?" He
made me put a wiper on the passenger side window.

The story does not end there. My wife and I were out on a joy ride
early one evening in the small East Texas town where my folks live.
We were driving around the loop to get ice cream when a young cop
pulled us over. Conversation went like this:
"What is wrong officer?"
"Tail lights."
"Well,sir, I can see it right there," pointing to the drivers side
rear.
"Someone runned off with the right side one."
"Uh, it did not come with one," I said.
"I dunno anything about that," said the cop.
"Oh, look right here on the front of the windsheild," I said, "I had
her inspected this morning and they would not have put the sticker on
if it was not leagel."
Bumfuzzeled, the nice officer took a closer look at us. Realizing we
were not rabble but a clean, decent-looking young couple that pay a
lot of taxes, probablly vote, and most likely have access to cash
enough to have a lawyer make him fill out more paperwork that he would
care for, he politely disengaged from the situation with a compliment
to our old truck.