The "Homecoming Queen" Story

It was an ordinary day. I had just finished detailing my '87 Vette for the Cocalico Homecoming halftime Parade. Bright red with 5 speed stick trans. We were to take Homecoming Queen candidates around the track at the football stadium 2 times. The Lancaster County Corvette Club does several parades like this every year. I can remove the 2 top panels from my roof, but it is not a convertible so I can't take the top completely off. I placed a blanket on the edge of the roof for her to sit and another blanket on my center console so she would have a place for her feet. We climbed into the car at one end of the field and started slowly around the track. They had several "speed bumps" (just lumps in the track) so we had to be careful. Everything when great and we started around for the final trip. We were on the final long stretch when I forgot about the bumps in the track. I REALLY DID! We hit one going a little to fast and she started sliding down the outside of my rear window. I grabbed her foot as it passed my head and held on at the same time I started to stop. The flowers went flying and the screaming started. Actually the screaming started long before that. I held on tight until someone could help her back onto the top of the car again. I'm sure the applause that followed wasn't for me. No more parades for me, at least until I get an Yellow automatic! Just another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy. LDub