EDC XIII Which knife or knives are you carrying today?

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To the steam clean carry my Pacific Salt to wash away a little winter šŸ˜† then back home to for another coat of wax.
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If exiting a sports car didn’t require me to place one hand on the ground, one hand on the door sill….pull myself far enough out of the seat to let gravity do its thing and dump me on the asphalt….I’d be driving something along these lines too.

Trust me, there’s just no way to make that move look cool.

I know this because I had a short-lived obsession with the new Corvette. Outta curiosity, I stopped by the dealer to see if there was any chance my bad leg/knee/back would allow me to actually get in it. It was rough, and I should’ve bailed right then and there….but I eventually managed to get in the seat.

Getting out was about as embarrassing as shit gets. I did something between a ā€œtuck and rollā€ and a geriatric face plant….all the while insisting I didn’t need any help. I basically just spilled out onto the showroom floor.

After assuring the staff I was absolutely fine and retrieving my shoe from the footwell, all I could think to say was ā€œWell, I guess that’s gonna rule out the Ferrari and Lamborghini too.ā€

So these days I’m strictly a lifted truck guy, much easier for me to get in and out. I still drool over a pic like this…..but I had to take my midlife crises in a different direction.

Wow. Sorry folks, my ramblings kinda went way off the ā€œknifeā€ tracks here.
I understand the getting into and out of issues. My back hates it. Had a chiropractor tell me act like I was cuffed and getting put in back of cruiser. Turn, sit pivot legs in. It works but not enough to for me to look forward to driving a car.
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If exiting a sports car didn’t require me to place one hand on the ground, one hand on the door sill….pull myself far enough out of the seat to let gravity do its thing and dump me on the asphalt….I’d be driving something along these lines too.

Trust me, there’s just no way to make that move look cool.

I know this because I had a short-lived obsession with the new Corvette. Outta curiosity, I stopped by the dealer to see if there was any chance my bad leg/knee/back would allow me to actually get in it. It was rough, and I should’ve bailed right then and there….but I eventually managed to get in the seat.

Getting out was about as embarrassing as shit gets. I did something between a ā€œtuck and rollā€ and a geriatric face plant….all the while insisting I didn’t need any help. I basically just spilled out onto the showroom floor.

After assuring the staff I was absolutely fine and retrieving my shoe from the footwell, all I could think to say was ā€œWell, I guess that’s gonna rule out the Ferrari and Lamborghini too.ā€

So these days I’m strictly a lifted truck guy, much easier for me to get in and out. I still drool over a pic like this…..but I had to take my midlife crises in a different direction.

Wow. Sorry folks, my ramblings kinda went way off the ā€œknifeā€ tracks here.

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If exiting a sports car didn’t require me to place one hand on the ground, one hand on the door sill….pull myself far enough out of the seat to let gravity do its thing and dump me on the asphalt….I’d be driving something along these lines too.

Trust me, there’s just no way to make that move look cool.

I know this because I had a short-lived obsession with the new Corvette. Outta curiosity, I stopped by the dealer to see if there was any chance my bad leg/knee/back would allow me to actually get in it. It was rough, and I should’ve bailed right then and there….but I eventually managed to get in the seat.

Getting out was about as embarrassing as shit gets. I did something between a ā€œtuck and rollā€ and a geriatric face plant….all the while insisting I didn’t need any help. I basically just spilled out onto the showroom floor.

After assuring the staff I was absolutely fine and retrieving my shoe from the footwell, all I could think to say was ā€œWell, I guess that’s gonna rule out the Ferrari and Lamborghini too.ā€

So these days I’m strictly a lifted truck guy, much easier for me to get in and out. I still drool over a pic like this…..but I had to take my midlife crises in a different direction.

Wow. Sorry folks, my ramblings kinda went way off the ā€œknifeā€ tracks here.
don't worry about it, chances are if you're getting out of your Corvette nobody would see you, they still be trying to catch up to you
 
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