Scary story told by a CCL classmate: Houston, TX

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brufener said:
I have heard that this is a bad idea because when you have the exhaust pointing inside the garage, it doesn't ventilate well and you can end up with carbon monoxide problems. Has anyone else heard this? Is this something that you should even be concerned about?

I currently back in and drive out, but I live in an apartment and do not have a garage.

Bryce

Modern gasoline-engine cars in good repair, with properly working catalytic converters don't put out enough carbon monoxide to choke a canary, much less a full grown human. Even if they did, you would have to be sitting in the garage with the car running for many, many minutes (depending on quantity of fumes, size of garage, and amount of stray ventilation) to become effected.

No worries in spending a few minutes adjusting mirrors, and seat belts and radios and things while still inside.
 
mete said:
While as kids we were taught to be nice to people ,being safe is more important than being nice. Don't assume ,check it out.

My grandfather would stop and help anyone with car trouble, he'd even pick up hitchikers.

Of course he always had his .44 with him too.

I think in a way being "safe" helps us be "nice" too.

...but yes, this young woman has made it to where she is in life because she is intelligent and capable. Now she's just learning a new skill.
 
From what you said in your story, those "tech's" seemed to have set up a plan, and may have "cased" that young lady. She probably leaves and returns to her residence at about the same time every day, and may have set herself up as a victim of PROFESSIONALS.

Tell her to vary her time of leaving/returning, and to vary her route to/from work and her residence. Suggest that she should make every effort to get into her car (somewhat safe), quickly start the engine and LEAVE as soon as possible. Tell her to have her car key ready to insert into the lock of the car door....and as she exits her vehicle to step into her residence, switch to her house key at the ready when she reaches the half-way mark.

There ARE professional car thieves who have lists of certain cars that are highly desirous. Those "tech's" may have spotted her Mustang well in advance of what took place, and figured out what her "routine" was within just a couple of observation times.

Also, in the same scenario, she COULD have waved to the "tech's", and maybe even yelled to them that she would be right back.....instead of stopping and compromising herself. Apparently, those "tech's" hadn't called her to set up an appointment, and they were TOTAL STRANGERS, even if they DID look "official".

Somewhat off topic, but of interest, especially to females: Several years ago, a young lady was out for a walk during the evening hours. She she passed by a clump of tall bushes, a man jumped out, caught hold of the lady and dragged her into the bushes. He told her that he was going to rape her, and she (at first) acted like she would comply, but her BRAIN was setting up a plan. She figured that she needed a WEAPON to use, but she didn't have anything in her purse....other than her wallet, some make-up, a small pad of paper and a SHARP pencil. The pencil was her weapon! As soon as the suspect turned slightly, she reached into her purse, withdrew the pencil, then made her move by jabbing it into his face. When he lifted his hands to his face, she ran as fast as she could and saved herself. She ran to a local liquor store for safety, and called the police. The bad guy got away, but she had used quick thinking and an object that doubled as a "defensive weapon". Had she been holding her house keys in her hand, that might have sufficed as a "defensive weapon"....but the pencil was great! (Three days later, the bad guy was arrested....with an infection just below his left eye....maybe lead poisoning?)
 
Tell her to vary her time of leaving/returning, and to vary her route to/from work and her residence. Suggest that she should make every effort to get into her car (somewhat safe), quickly start the engine and LEAVE as soon as possible. Tell her to have her car key ready to insert into the lock of the car door....and as she exits her vehicle to step into her residence, switch to her house key at the ready when she reaches the half-way mark.
:( that such advice might be warranted in one's own front yard.

BTW, I almost drew on the UPS man yesterday about 5 minutes after first reading this thread :uhoh: It gets dark real early this time of year. He was driving a white van instead of the big brown trucks, came to the wrong door (we have it blocked off for insulation right now), and then traversed our breeze porch getting to the other door when I turned on the porch light. All I saw at first was some unidentified person bumbling around on our porch. What finally relaxed me was the electronic signature thingie that he was carrying along with the package.
 
TallPine said:
:( that such advice might be warranted in one's own front yard.

BTW, I almost drew on the UPS man yesterday about 5 minutes after first reading this thread :uhoh: It gets dark real early this time of year. He was driving a white van instead of the big brown trucks, came to the wrong door (we have it blocked off for insulation right now), and then traversed our breeze porch getting to the other door when I turned on the porch light. All I saw at first was some unidentified person bumbling around on our porch. What finally relaxed me was the electronic signature thingie that he was carrying along with the package.

I had a similar scenario the other night with the UPS guy. It was dark and I was home alone, when I heard the doorbell. None of my friends use my doorbell, so it had to be a stranger - then a second later I heard an aggressive pounding on the door (as in BAM BAM BAM!). I grabbed my Sig 239 and approached the door cautiously, flicking on the light as I did so - then breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the brown-clothed UPS guy walking back to his big brown truck.

Damn weird thing to do to pound on my door like that, though...
 
the hell with the gun....if the car was still in gear...drive away...asap and get to a place where there are people to help...if they were legit, then they will contact you soon enough...if not well you can laugh about it later -retelling your story...time/timing is of the essence...when someone has drawn on you, it's no time to try and outduel them....those days are long gone...YMMV:scrutiny:
 
re: CO

Rover of england did a study on one of their models a few years back (mid 1990s) and with a slight tweak the air coming out of the tailpipe was actually *cleaner* than the air going in the intake.

Unless something's goofy, CO in a closed space just isn't an issue anymore unless you're in there a whie.
 
Heh heh, the MO of all the delivery guys around here is to pound on the door, wait half a heartbeat, then either leave your package or slap a "We missed you..." sticker on the door and scram. Those guys must schedule their route to the millisecond. I would be suspicious if a delivery guy actually WAITED for me to open the door!

Somewhat relevant story. I used to live alone in an apartment know for having lots of those teenage girl magazine solicitors (no, its not THAT kinda story...:p). Anyway, a few days after having one come to the door, I was getting out of the shower when I heard a pounding noise on my front door. Ignored it, but it came again. Some one was VERY insistent on finding out if anyone was home. Immediately suspecting that the magazine salesgirl had cased the joint, I grabbed my pistol and headed to the door, wearing only a towel.

I looke dthrough the peephole only to see a HUGE guy on my doorstep, back to the door. I engaged the chain lock and cracked the door, keeping my pistol at my side, out of sight. "Hello?" I said. The brute turns around...

...and turns out to be a good friend of mine who lives 3 hours away. He had come down unexpectedly to do some damage assessment of the coast after a recent hurricane. He didn't think to call ahead and just showed up.

"Come on in!" I said. I had to open the door and head back to my room, all the while trying to keep my pistol hidden behind me. Not sure if he ever knew that he was under the gun.
 
I am going to forward this story on to my wife. She is a really gulliable and would fall for something like this I am sure.


Sounds like this girl got smart really fast.
 
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