This happened to me when I worked at a shop for a short while. Lady brings her Lexus SUV in for an oil change. I go out to bring it into the bay. I start it and the seat moves forward. And forward. And forward. And forward. By the time the seat stopped, my right leg was so scrunched up that I couldn't put my foot on the pedal. I had to move the seat back just so I could drive it 50 feet into the bay. She was a tiny Asian woman who couldn't of been more than 4'11".
stanger_missle said:
This happened to me when I worked at a shop for a short while. Lady brings her Lexus SUV in for an oil change. I go out to bring it into the bay. I start it and the seat moves forward. And forward. And forward. And forward. By the time the seat stopped, my right leg was so scrunched up that I couldn't put my foot on the pedal. I had to move the seat back just so I could drive it 50 feet into the bay. She was a tiny Asian woman who couldn't of been more than 4'11".
When I was in high school, I had a girlfriend who was 4'11 1/2. ("That half inch is IMPORTANT TO ME, dammit!") I'm at the opposite end of the spectrum. She could stand straight up under my armpit, which is something we did when we had wintertime fire drills.
I helped her a couple times when she was trying to get her learner's permit. In her mom's Fairmont wagon. Which had a bench seat.
Anyway, your post reminds me that I learned to make a habit of starting any luxury vehicle BEFORE getting in.
I know I'm up way too late when this kind of E36 M3 pops in my head...
slowbird said:I know I'm up way too late when this kind of E36 M3 pops in my head...
Too late?
My wife regarding a meme here: “That’s probably written by a 3 year old”
Me: “ Everyone on GRM is a 3 year old!”
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