What was your scariest cobra moment?

[lovehamr]

The first time I drove mine with my youngest son (19 at the time) in the car I went to pass a slow moving truck at about 45mph. I pulled out as all was clear, then proceeded to treat the Cobra like it was my Saleen Mustang. That means I floored it as I banged a down shift. Wrong freaking move! The car immediately went sideways toward the truck with the back tires blazing. My mind was screaming 8 million things at one time but I knew I couldn't just pedal it and jam the brakes nor could I keep going the way I was so I counter steered like a mad man and backed out of the throttle comparatively slowly. So when we complete the pass (without dying) my son has a hold of the dash with one hand and door with the other and is laughing like an idiot. I couldn't say ****. When we got back to the house I had to sit for a few minutes as I convinced my anus to release the leather.

[Tom Wells]

left the track and entered the trees ended upside down with significant damage. But the driver was not seriously hurt and the car was back together in less than a year.

Did that. Summit Point 2003. Took longer to mend the bones than to have the car rebodied.

Back on the tracks again after becoming a wrist restraint evangelist.

Had a laugh at Gainesville a few years later as I pulled on all my driving gear; a young first-timer walked over and said you can tell the ones who have had a crash - they have all the safety gear.

Don't underestimate these cars!

[Blacklemming]

Originally Posted by lovehamr

The first time I drove mine with my youngest son (19 at the time) in the car I went to pass a slow moving truck at about 45mph. I pulled out as all was clear, then proceeded to treat the Cobra like it was my Saleen Mustang. That means I floored it as I banged a down shift. Wrong freaking move! The car immediately went sideways toward the truck with the back tires blazing. My mind was screaming 8 million things at one time but I knew I couldn't just pedal it and jam the brakes nor could I keep going the way I was so I counter steered like a mad man and backed out of the throttle comparatively slowly. So when we complete the pass (without dying) my son has a hold of the dash with one hand and door with the other and is laughing like an idiot. I couldn't say ****. When we got back to the house I had to sit for a few minutes as I convinced my anus to release the leather.

[Dominik]

A car pulling out while I was overtaking on a backroad in Germany.

Had to swerve to avoid the car. Mine was matt-black, and I was doing about 130 mph - too fast. You know it takes about 5 seconds from 55 to 130, while you overtake two other cars.

I painted the front orange after this event... and only overtake cars one at a time.

[Luce]

Coming back from the Texas Cobra Club spring meet in San Marcos, I was on I 10 doing 70. The 315's in the back were almost bald. It starts raining, hard and fast. I'm slowing on the verge of hydroplaning, but then the pavement changes from a well exposed aggregate to fresh, smooth asphalt that looked like glass. It seemed to take forever to slow from 60 to 35 where the back tires were able to keep the car straight as I took both lanes and the shoulder. Add to this drama, I couldn't see though the water on both sides of the windshield and my glasses, and none of the other cars whizzing by seemed to have any appreciation to the peril I was in with my wide skis on the rear.

All of my scary moments involve rain. When I am intentionally sliding it, I'm excited, but not scared.