Ok, so here's the story:
The other day, when I asked about the rattling in the back of my car after installing the TRD sway bar, one of you guys on here told me it was the endlinks, and that they were probably loose. I spend most of my time at UC Davis as a student, so I only see my car whenever I come home, so I told myself, when I get home this weekend, I'll check on my endlinks.
So today, I went under my car, tightened my endlinks, and decided to go out to my old high school parking lot to run a few tests to see if the rattling was gone or not. I figure to myself, I'd rather give this a shot in an open parking lot than be screwing around on the public roads of my town with other people driving on the street. And besides, there's a lot of room in the parking lot.
Satellite View: Jesse Bethel High School Parking Lot
Whenever I go here to test stuff out, I always do a little slalom between the islands you see on the west end of the parking lot because hey, its fun. All the other cars are parked on the east side of the parking lot, so I'm all alone out there.
I do a final slalom before I go home, satisfied that the rattling is gone, and when i get to the north western corner of the parking lot to exit, a peace officer (he definitely wasn't a POLICE officer) pulls up in front of me, so I drive up next to him and roll down my window.
It turns out that he was watching me ever since i pulled into the parking lot (the little roadways on the very west side are the entry roads). He asked me how old I was (17, sir), if i had my license (yes, sir), if i went to the school (I used to, I graduated last year and I'm attending UC Davis, sir) and if it was my car under my name (yes, sir). He told me he saw me almost crash a few times (I doubt that, I know my car pretty well), and asked me what made me think it was right to come up into his parking lot and go "hot-rodding" around. He also explained to me that if I crashed, I'd be out of a car (yes, sir, I realize that). He even asked me if I was in the military, probably because of my short haircut (no, sir [I already told him I go to UC Davis...]).
Scared but calm, I didn't put up any kind of fight, didn't question his authority, always referred to him as "sir", so he just let me go (oh, thank God). As much as I wanted to say "I could be doing this on the street, sir, but i decided it would be safer for everyone if I did it in an open parking lot." I decided against it.
Oh well. At least I didn't get a ticket or anything. And at least the rattling is gone :P
We had a garage sale a while back and they took down all of our signs. We couldn't figure out why no one was coming all of a sudden...
They should at least wait until the garage sale is over before they take them down...
Glad the problems fixed...u'll still probaby need to replace them tho!
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