When I graduated high school in 1990 me and 2 other dudes took the stoner trip of a lifetime from Fullerton to Vancouver in a black 89 Integra
For graduation 4 of my buddies decided we'd take a trip from Fullerton california all the way up to B.C. Canada and then to Banff and down through the Rocky's - on paper it was the ultimate trip for 4 recent high school graduates to take. But of course the trip didn't go as planned. First off one of the guys couldn't go, and he was gonna be one of the drivers. We had arranged for there to be walkee talkees and shite to communicate from car to car, but now all that was down the tubes when he said he couldn't go. So that meant 3 in a car - and we had tons of supplies.
But it was my buddy Mike who had the insane 89 Acura Integra
His dad was the CEO for Waste King garbage disposals at the time and lived in this killer house in Laguna Lake area of Fullerton. His first car was one of those vintage Broncos and it was all painted red, white, and blue, for our flag and he rolled the son of a bitch down the hill to our school and it was totaled, hence his dad buying him the Acura - brand new. I could never figure it out, it took me ages just to get new brakes or gas, and these kids were getting brand new cars after rolling their vintage Broncos. Crazy.
Long story longer, the two guys have mountain bikes, and of course I do not. So I suddenly become the 3rd wheel in this expedition, cause I have no mountain bike and all the plans going up the coast now center around bike trails and all that shite. So when I say, "hey guys" how am i gonna get to hang out if you two are off mountain biking 24/7, and they say to me laughing, well when we are done biking you can use either one. So clearly i was not exactly pleased that these guys had these expensive mountain bikes and I couldn't afford one so that would leave me tending camp all day by myself when those two had fun. Weak.
Well they attach this bike rack to the back of the Integra, and put their super expensive bikes on the back and we head off up the coast We took of at night so that by 12 noon we'd be in San Fran. Well needless to say we all carried pot on us, and we had anticipated that the huge amount we were carrying would be good enough to sustain us through a lewis and clark style expedition across North America - of course we were completely wrong. We barely got 1/4 of the way before we were out of the ganj.
Well to wrap up this rambling story, I remember being woken up just 15 minutes of of San Jose and one of my buddies asking me if I could see the bikes attached to the car. So in a daze i look back through the window and no longer can see the bike rack, nor the bikes. And so I told him, "no, man" cant see them. He woke up Mike and we pulled over and as it turns out the bikes between point A and wherever he had first taken notice, and fallen off the car, in fact it had ripped off a piece of the car where they had attached the bike rack. Man did I enjoy that moment. We back tracked about 50 miles and there were no sign of their expensive mountain bikes, like there would have been.
That story got better when we entered Canada illegally but it's way too long to tell and way too incriminating
Anyway, great memories with the Acura
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