...my Brother just took out the garage door.
Not sure what happened. He got in, clutch in, turned the key, and it took off and ran into the garage door.
It wasn't the classic "forgot to put in the clutch", or anything, I saw him clutch.
The car started just fine, ran about four seconds, then kicked forward and hit the garage door.
My Brother is fine, so am I(I was standing next to the car), so is the car(with the exception of some paint on the bumper and whatever made the clutch fail),but the door is demolished. The car pushed the door in about 8" before my Brother got the key turned off. The bottom two panels are completely off the rails on the side where it hit, and the entire thing is dished in. It won't open because all the hinges are bent.
The worst is that this is his little 93 Duster, that he bought to race. The only reason he'* driving it right now is that his Avenger has a f*cked up tranny, so he has no vehicle at all. He'* going to borrow Dad'* big Ford truck for a few days.
Jesus, man, I think I'm gonna be up for a while now. I've got so much adrenaline going right now, I'm having trouble typing. I thought he was going to go all the way through the door!
Thankfully, we haven't had a car in there since we moved in, 15 years ago, so none of us are stuck in there.
He'* gonna come back out tomorrow, and we'll find out if something IS wrong with the car, or if HE did something wrong. But I severely doubt it was his fault. I've never seen him do ANYTHING even remotely unsafe around a car. He'* the one who gave me all the safety talks when I was doing driver'* ed.
Anyway, I'll get some pics of the devastation posted tomorrow. I'm going to go have quiet hysterics now. bye.