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we got the v10 toureg though

it's a disgusting piece of shit
drop the engine and trans and front axle and subframe out in order to do anything at all to the engine

Eventually drivetrain assemblies will just unplug as one unit to get to that pesky o2 sensor.
 
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Not a big haul, but this was really dumb. A buddy sent this video of a hotshot driver ignoring the half dozen signs that say this is a steep RR crossing, no trailers allowed. I'm not joking when I say that you'll scrape an 8FT long utility trailer here.



The aftermath of the hauler once the CSX hot wrench removed it from the train.

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Not a big haul, but this was really dumb. A buddy sent this video of a hotshot driver ignoring the half dozen signs that say this is a steep RR crossing, no trailers allowed. I'm not joking when I say that you'll scrape an 8FT long utility trailer here.



The aftermath of the hauler once the CSX hot wrench removed it from the train.

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Trains give zero fucks:laughing:
 
Wait, wut? Don't they have ABS and stop like a car?:flipoff2:

They have primitive ABS but it's so they don't flat spot the wheels. Trains would pretty much always skid to a stop otherwise because some axles are loaded so much more than others. Nothing to do with stopping distance. ABS generally increases straight line stopping distance anyway.
 

Coming south from a hunting trip years ago, saw a similar half ton with a big ass camper, one of those old 11 or 12' ones on it. Going around corners it would lean like a toyota on 63" chevies. I don't know how far he'd come, or how far he was going, but my clapped out old 91 f250 with a camperette in the back suddenly seemed like a fine automobile:laughing:
 
It'll take some SERIOUS digging for photo evidence, but back in the early 90's when I was in junior high my folks bought me a little Mossberg Mallard sailboat. It was a crappy boat, but that's not the point of the story. There was a lake about 2 miles from the house and one day my dad decided we'd try to tow it with a bike. So he popped the seat off his bike and set the ball coupler on the post. We somehow managed to get it to the lake and launched, and then pulled back out. We were on the return trip home and I was pedaling the contraption. We got stopped by the local PoPo who wasn't actually sure there was anything illegal happening, but really wanted a picture of it none the less. This was Polaroid era, so he snapped two, and gave us one. That picture exists SOMEWHERE still. I'll post it if I ever find it.
 
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