Inquiring minds want to know..............
True Story:
So, there we are about 15 miles offshore,120 miles from home, in Erieau Canada and we are hammering the Walleye. I am sorting through the live well, weighing the fish, and keeping the fattest ones for the tourney weigh in.
At one point we had 4 fish on at the same time …..Awesome day….
Then we hooked a Laker off the downrigger…… I get this thing into the boat, get it unhooked and tossed it back. I hate those greasy slimy bastards.
Well, I bend over the gunwale to wash the “Laker slime” off my hands and ‘bloop’
I see my red Bic lighter going down, so I immediately tried to “reach for it”…..
Well, when I did that, I see this other “shiny thing” drop out of my shirt pocket….
MY KEYS!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh F*&**&&^^&&*(*&^^^&*(*(& Mother*(())&^%%^&**(*(((((()()^%$##
My only car keys are on their way to “Davy Jones’ locker” over 80 feet of water, 15 miles offshore on a Saturday, in a foreign country!
When we got back to shore, I found a pay phone and calling collect, I called the wife, parents, In-laws, etc……all I get is answering machines….
Now what?........ So I get this idea. Hell, I’m an aircraft mechanic….. I will just “hot wire” it. (like in the movies)
So there I am with $40 dollars in cash (for drinking) my “Leatherman" tool, some crescent wrenches and a few various other tools I borrowed, ripping my 14 year old, rusted out, oil leaking, 4spd, 2.2L 1985 Dodge Chargers dashboard apart.
Well it ends up that the movie “Gone in 60 seconds” was NOT based on me…..LOL
It took me the better part of 7 hours to get it apart and the steering column dropped down.
By the Grace of God, I Finally find the right wires to “jump” and was able to bypass/break the steering lock somehow.
The next day I drive the 2’ish hours back to the border and when I get up to the window the officer looks in the car and sees my steering wheel sitting in my lap, my dash ripped apart and wires hanging everywhere……
I am thinking there is “no way” they are gonna let me pass…..
He leans out of the booth and looks around at my car and says…” I know there is no way you stole that piece of crap car right?”
Paul: No Sir, lost my keys while fishing…..
The officer starts laughing his ass off, and just waves me through….