My eventful weekend. *Long read*

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My eventful weekend. Long read

November 14, 2007, 09:26:09 PM

This past weekend has been a little bit eventful for me. Nothing too major.

It started off with me going and grabbing my girlfriend from college Friday. Most of you don't know, but the clutch in the TC was terribly slipping. The car almost didn't make it back from the 60 mile round trip, in the pouring rain. Not to mention the T5 sounding like an ice crusher at speed.

So Saturday morning, I get the car up on 4 ramps, with a junky jack and some creativity. Took me about a half hour. I stood back and looked at my creation with a little pride, and my dad asks me, "did you try to push it". I hesitated, because it took me a while to get it up there, so I finally push it, and the car took off down the driveway. Good thing I wasn't under there.

So I get the car in the air, and it takes me a while to get the transmission down, but it came out rather smoothly. I get the flywheel cleaned up since it looked amazingly great, considering the clutch was so bad, and I mount the clutch up, ensuring that the disc was properly aligned. I get the bellhousing mounted up and the throwout bearing aligned up there. Time for the T5. I slide under there with the transmission, get it on my chest, and bench press it up there, no luck. I try again, and I let some weight of the transmission rest in the clutch, and it shifted the disc out of alignment.

For those of you who dont know me, I have a terrible temper. I FLIPPED out. Screaming, cussing, throwing stuff, I did everything short of scream and yell at my girlfriend and family. My dad let me use his car so my girlfriend and I went and got dinner, ran some arrands, and relieved some stress.

So sunday morning, my father and I go to the hardware store, and I buy a sawzall to take care of that pesky stock exhaust. We get home, and my father and I start to tear into the car. Took the bellhousing down, re-aligned the clutch, and stabbed the T5 in there. We got the car done at about 4pm, and I test drove it, everything was great. The other little mods I did was great. The 3" exhaust was great. I was happy. I finally sit down, relax a bit, and take a shower and get cleaned up for a concert my girlfriend and I were going to watch.

The concert has me pumped. Headlining was As I Lay Dying, and co-headlining was All That Remains, opening was some band I don't remember, and Haste the Day. I run her back to her dorm, drop off her laundry and other stuff, and book it down to Rams Head Live, which is in downtown Baltimore city, about 25 minutes from her dorm. Doors opened at 6, and we got there at 6:20. There was a massive line. Show started at 7, and we missed the first band, and when we got in, Haste the Day was setting up. While we were in line, my girlfriend mentions that she was hungry, but we didn't go anywhere since the line was so long, and we made it half way through. This venue was rather small, and was massively packed. To get through the crowd, you had to literally push your way through.

While Haste the Day was setting up, my girlfriend got a T-Shirt, poster, and CD. We found a spot to stand that wasn't terribly crowded compared to the rest of the place. This has to be one of the few places in Baltimore that still allow smoking. Her and I were nearly gagging on the smoke, and I grew up in a smokers house. It was that bad. Once Haste the Day started playing, we forgot all about it, they were amazing. Great talent, and great music. They finished their set and All that Remains set up and played, and they were amazing. Great stage presence, and killer music. I loved it.

Once their set was over, my girlfriend and I went to find an ATM, so she could get a shirt for All That Remains. We searched the place high and low, and couldn't find one. We got back to where we were standing, and she goes and walks over to a railing and leans against it. She told me how she was feeling a bit light headed, and needed to lean on something. We talked a bit, and she said she wasn't feeling good, so I say to her "Do you want to leave now, or try to see how good As I Lay Dying it". Before i finished my sentence, she dropped everything and passed out cold. I panic a bit, trying to figure out what to do, I shook her a bit, and she was almost 100% dead weight. I was lucky that she was leaning with he legs locked, because she was almost propped against the railing. I grabbed her shirt, and some guys grabbed her CD and poster and tried to hand it to me, then saw she was out cold, so they said they'd hold it for me.

In her dead weight state, I picked her up and carried her through the crowd, screaming and yelling. When people didn't listen, i turned her to where her feet were facing the way i was walking, and used her as a battering ram through people. I get to the doors, where a bouncer usually is posted, and was screaming at a random guy to open the door. The bouncer comes running at me to almost tackle me, then sees my girlfriend passed out. He wanted me to carry her down this hall, and she's not a small girl. She weighs about 155 pounds, which isn't a lot, until its dead weight. He grabs her from me, and runs her down the hall. We lay her down, and she starts coming to. She was dehydrated and has NOTHING in her stomach. She barely ate since the night before. Once she came about, the paramedics came, and checked her blood sugar, which was fine, and pretty much left. She had enough strength to somewhat walk, so I supported most of her weight while we walked to my car.

Now, my car was down in a parking garage off of Baltimore Street. We had to go down a rather long road, with a lot of alleys in a shady city, then go down a road full of strip clubs. I was nervous since she was defenseless, and I would have worried more about her than myself in case of an attack. We luckily got to my car with no incident, and keyless entry made it much easier to get her in the car.

I got from Baltimore Street, to the mall about 4 miles from her parents house in 15 minutes, anyone knows thats about a 25 minute drive. We got her some McDonalds, per the paramedics suggestions, and she finally came around 100%. I took her home, and sadly, her parents didn't really care much.

What amused me, is most of the time she was in the car, she was upset about her CD and poster. She had no idea of the extent of what happened.

Thats the end of my eventful weekend. Just thought Id tell the story.

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Reply #1 – November 14, 2007, 09:44:53 PM

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We had to go down a rather long road, with a lot of alleys in a shady city, then go down a road full of strip clubs

You sir, were in the shiznittiest part of perhaps the shiznittiest city in America as far as violent crime is concerned.

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Reply #2 – November 14, 2007, 09:53:04 PM

Quote from: V8Demon;187717

You sir, were in the shiznittiest part of perhaps the shiznittiest city in America as far as violent crime is concerned.

#3 if I remember correctly. I used to live in the city when I was younger. Not the best place to be.

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Reply #3 – November 14, 2007, 11:18:15 PM

your a good man,,
I do see your point though how sometimes people dont really see "what just happened". Very deep story btw, you got a good heart and i guess thats what matters the most.

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Reply #4 – November 14, 2007, 11:46:18 PM

Sounds like you had fun:hick:

Two summers ago I almost killed my self because I drank too much water. You can do it. If you don't eat for awhile and you drink alot of water a sweat you loose too many electrolites and you pass out:hick: . I was in the hospital passed out for 2 days while the equalized the chemicals in my body. Your girlfriend got off lucky for not eating in so long:D Goes to show you can almost kill yourself at 20 (the age I was when I did it

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On the girlfriend dead weight. I pick up my girlfriend all the time. She's light (~125 lbs). One time I tried to carry her to bed after she fell asleep. It was a hell of a lot harder to pick her up when she was sleeping then when she was awake. Good thing I lifted with my legs or I might have fugged up my back ;)

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Reply #5 – November 14, 2007, 11:48:47 PM

Quote from: V8Demon;187717

You sir, were in the shiznittiest part of perhaps the shiznittiest city in America as far as violent crime is concerned.

Try walking through the Englewood neighborhood in Chicago at night without getting shot or stabbed. It's bad. I live in Chicago but waaaaaaayyyyy the hell away from any bad neighborhoods like that.

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Reply #6 – November 15, 2007, 07:31:10 AM

Trust me. Shawn was in worse. I've had the unfortunate experience of being in that area as well.

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Reply #7 – November 15, 2007, 11:39:48 AM

Been there too, frigg'n meth heads.

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Reply #8 – November 15, 2007, 01:47:16 PM

Quote from: V8Demon;187758

Trust me. Shawn was in worse. I've had the unfortunate experience of being in that area as well.

Quote from: SR71TC;187791

Been there too, frigg'n meth heads.

I guess meth heads are worse than crack heads:hick:

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Reply #9 – November 15, 2007, 01:54:13 PM

Wow, that really sucks. At least you got you car done. But most importantly, you made it to your car without incident.

Not to sound mean, but did you learn anything from going through it?

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Reply #10 – November 15, 2007, 04:33:33 PM

nice parents she has....... good job keeping your cool man, Some people would freak out and not know what to do...

Glad to hear about the work on the car though.

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Reply #11 – November 15, 2007, 06:10:34 PM

Quote from: Sduneman3;187809

Not to sound mean, but did you learn anything from going through it?

This wasn't my first rodeo. Ive done a few clutches in a few different cars. Every car has its own problems. For some reason, this car didn't like this clutch and tranny.

Me? Having a good heart? Who would have thought? ;)

Anyways, Baltimore is a city that never sleeps. Most cities, even NY to a certain extent, gets a bit more quiet at night, Baltimore never sleeps. You can go down the street, and see kids playing in playgrounds at 4am, people dealing drugs out in the open, prostitutes, pimps, drinking on the street, people shooting up, its as busy at night as it is in the day. Usually Market Place, and "the block" are pretty safe, since there are so many businesses and so many people.

This wasn't the first time my girlfriend had a similar incident. She has passed out two other times from the same thing. Since I've experienced it with her, it's not going to happen again.

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Reply #12 – November 15, 2007, 06:16:05 PM

B'more FTW!!!!
Sounds like it was a fun night. I'm glad everything worked out for you. It's not fun when you take someone out and have to literally carry them home, been there. You aren't kidding about the city that never sleeps and the drugs run 24x7. I was heading down North Avenue and saw cops bust an F-150 at 6 in the morning.

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Reply #13 – November 15, 2007, 08:18:13 PM

You used your girlfriend as a battering ram. Not many people get to say that :hick:

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Reply #14 – November 15, 2007, 08:46:46 PM

I will concur with the Baltimore being a wicked bad place, though I don't speak from personal experience. My brother told me a story about how he and a friend were in his car waiting at a red light, the guy in the car behind him got shot during that wait. Needless to say, my brother and his friend didn't hang around for the light to turn green. It wasn't very long after that that my brother moved back to Ohio.