While we were packing things up, some of our kids decided to take turns beating the Lumina with a pickaxe and a real axe. The owner wasn’t available to meet that day, so it would have to be the day of the bachelor party.Įverybody met at super friend’s house to consolidate vehicles and pack up the RV. I managed to find something on Craigslist the day before the bachelor party. The bachelor party was just around the corner, and we needed another car quick.

But it fit the theme of this bachelor party well.

It was ridiculous me squatting over a tiny grill in my back yard, looking like some savage meth head. When I got home from work, I would go into my back yard and “cook” the rusted metal so I could scrape the rust dust into a cup. In the morning, I would soak some foil in some water so it would rust. Just combine water and metal, then dry it out using a little gas hibachi grill.Īt the time, I lived in a brand-new house, in a brand-new neighborhood, and we were the only house on our side of the street. One of the ingredients was basically rust. How hard could it be?įrom what I could surmise, it was super easy to make thermite from things around the house. Having no idea where I could buy thermite, I decided I would make some. It was now my mission to see if I could melt through the hood of the Lumina. Too many YouTube videos and MythBusters episodes, I guess. My most ambitious, borderline criminal, idea was thermite. While we were looking for cars, I was thinking of crazy things to do with the cars, especially the broken Lumina. The Lumina would now be fodder for other things. Twenty minutes of fighting with the car was all it took to secure the car and head back home. It must have been comical watching the three of us trying to push that car onto the flatbed trailer on the side of the freeway. I was not about to leave that car on the side of the road.ĭespite being about 40 minutes away, our super friend, and hero, drove all the way out with his truck and trailer to pick up the car. About 10 minutes down the freeway, the car started to sputter, and we broke down. A short drive up the road and back sold us on the car.Īs we pulled away, I imagine the former owners celebrated, despite only getting a few hundred dollars for the car. We pulled up to an apartment building, parked a few buildings away, and walked up to meet the owner. Just the bachelor and I headed down for this car. It seemed that fate wanted us to take some Chevys off the road. We found another car on Craigslist an early 2000’s Chevy Lumina. Demolition derbies need at least two cars, after all. Share on Twitter Share on Facebook Share on PinterestĪfter buying the first car for my buddy’s bachelor party, we set out to find a second.

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