Pictured below is the Titan Bus (Short bus, Titan Tank....) sitting on I-24, westbound in Murfreesboro. Yes, you're right thats a funny place to park it unless your throttle cable snaps when you are trying to get up to speed on the on ramp. From what I understand, it is a motherf&%$er to get over 3 lanes of traffic full of assholes when your short bus is idling and coasting to a stop.
Not to fear, Jonathan (Not so Fat Terry Bradshaw) rigged us up a hand operated throttle cable from some component on the engine, thru the firewall to be operated from inside the bus.
So, let's see, one hand to steer, one hand to accelerate, and one hand to shift gears. How in the world are you supposed to answer your phone or eat a cheeseburger. Actually driving this bus requires 2 people (preferably sober). Pictured below is Hoghead, preparing to get the bus back home 'cause anywhere is better than the I-24 on ramp. Titans lose 19-16.
After a Saturday night Titans game and a little tailgating afterwards, 5:00 A.M. comes awfully early. With an 8:00 tee time at Montgomery Bell Golf course in Burns Tennessee, me and the Captain had to get on the road pretty early and meet Big A and Bus at the course. Other than our golf games, we were not disappointed. The course was a nice change from the old Smyrna Municipal. We began to think we were playing at the Burns City Zoo after about 9 holes. Big A just about had his sights zeroed in by the eighth hole as he put a drive right on a doe walking across the fairway but missed by inches. This guy walked out on number 15.
Among the wildlife, there was a little golf played. Here we see the Captain with all his fixes, you know - Beer and Cig while he putts. If he ever wants to be like John Daly, he's gonna have to find a way to work some pills or a slot machine out on the golf course with him to go along with the "Currs and Saggerts".
As for the scores, I think we all shot about 3 beers on the front and 3-5 beers on the back.