I’m not sure what kind of carts you guys were using but my experience is that any cart that you try and push with you car usually doesn’t make it very far. If you push it with the car the same you you would push it by hand, I found that the cart usually drifted off to the side and slammed into my bumper around 15mph. If you pushed it with the longer side against the bumper the cart would roll over and do some pretty nasty damage to the vehicles paint job. Maybe its just my car.
Depends on what part of Texas you’re in, too. Wang-Ka is obviously from a different part. Here in the northeast, which is basically Western Louisiana, they say “buggy.” Specifically, Gunslinger says “buggy,” and I refuse to acknowledge what he means because it just sounds stupid to me. I call them carts, and if he asks if I want him to get a buggy I say no. He’s very good-natured about it, though, and says “cart” to me now. It’s just one of my dialective pet peeves.
Our method, back when I was young and stupid, was to have my friend hang out the window of my 66 corvair and hold on to the shopping cart. we got it up to about 70 or so and let go. didn’t stay stable after release though…Made a really pretty ball of sparks… I remember one time we did this, circled the block, and went back to retrieve it and found it had landed in the middle of somebodys lawn and there was a big crowd gathered around it…looked for all the world if they were trying to decide if they should do CPR on it.
We all know, of course, that they are properly refered to as “shopping trolleys”. 
(“Cart” sounds just as weird as “buggy” to me. Both of those things should have a horse in front)
Wang-Ka, I know what you mean about “it was the seventies” but it wasn’t restricted to Texas! 
That “leviathon” reminds me of the ZZ top song “Master of Sparks.”
Same for small town Idaho.
Just for future reference. If you find an old car hood that has an ornament, break off the ornament, and tie about 50 feet of rope through hole. Then tie it to the back bumper of a 65 Rambler. You can reach a speed of 50 weaving down an icy road before all the teenage drunks riding on the hood will fly off into a barbed wire fence.
If you think it makes pretty sparks when it’s empty, try it when it’s carrying a hundred and fifty pounds of something.
Of course, the flying dirt tends to obscure the fiery beauty of it all, when it finally crashes…
Thank you!
I was wondering how fast a grocery cart could go, if loaded down with 100 lbs of grade A Texas manure!
It’s so helpful…huh? 150 lbs ?
Dammit! Now I have top go Googling again!
You had to add the extra 50 lbs, huh Wang-Ka? Thanks fer nothin’.
heehee trolleys did you push them with a lorry?
Wow.
I literally just got home from spending a couple hours with friends, driving around one of the curving developments in this town, which has exactly no corners sharper than about 45 degrees.
With a shopping cart (a plastic one with a metal wheelbase) tied to the back bumper, going about 15 mph, taking turns driving and riding in the cart.
Then we started tallying up the laws we were breaking: more than 1 non-relative in the car (stupid limited licenses…), stealing a shopping cart, running stop signs, allowing unlicensed drivers to drive (which under the current licensing deal, would be a major hit against us all, not just the unlicensed driver), disrupting the peace. We actually got a rake shaken at us by a Grumpy Old Neighbor!
No alcohol was involved, though, but it wasn’t all that dangerous.
Oh, man, that OP was hilarious. I’m struggling not to start guffawing at work.
For the record, if you see a bunch of drunk teenagers about to tie a rope from a truck to an old mattress, upon which they then plan to be towed around on slick, snowy streets, remind them of one thing:
A means of stopping the mattress, other than running into something, is important and should be considered ahead of time.
Trust me.
Not to mention planning for something you’re towing at high speed’s running into YOU.
There are few sensations akin to looking up, drunkenly, and seeing a fifty pound bag of fertilizer gently tumbling end over end, through the air, straight at your face.
This is why we cant have nice things.
Now I know why everytime I go to the grocery store the carts drive like hell. I actually said to my wife the other day “What are people DOING with these Friggin carts?!”
Now I know.
Funny stuff though.
I had a 1968 Ford pickup, it had a very flat front end and a cart backed up to it stuck pretty well, it might have helped that the truck was so ugly I no longer cared about scratches and dings.
My room mate who taught me the cart trick had a Chevy (we forgive him) pickup from the late '70’s and it worked pretty well too, I think having a relatively tall and flat front end on your vehicle is a plus.
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Well, yeah.
It’s not exactly the kind of stunt you’d wanna pull in your Lamborghini.
I think the Lamborghini would be more likely to get you on Jackass, though.
Hey, now! That’s cold!:dubious:
Um I have nothing to add except I always read your posts, Wang-Ka. They are most enjoyable.
No, I’m not kissing up.
gone to wipe the brown off her nose
“Nasty, brutish and short” - Where’ve I heard that phrase before?
Oh yeah! That’s my favorite S&M midget porno movie! It’s nice to meet a fellow connoisseur.
Well, yeah, but I never had much respect for the guys on “Jackass.” They always seemed to me to be way too anxious to be on TV or something.
ME, now… and my FRIENDS… we were just, y’know, doin’ a little scientificish experimentation. No harm done.
Right?
And somehow the idea of a grocery cart whacking into the back of my Lamborghini and pinwheeling overhead, scattering bags of fertilizer like some demented Santa Claus in his sleigh, just really bugs me.
But when I imagine that same scene in Loopy’s prehistoric truck, it doesn’t bother me at all. Almost comforting, really. Nostalgic. Every scratch and dent in that truck had a story, y’know…