Decades ago I was driving a low slung 914 across New Mexico and went into a tumbleweed filled wind storm coming out of the south crossing my highway path at right angles.
In some cases you could see them coming and in other cases highway fringe grades would hide their approach until they popped out in front of you at 40 miles an hour driven by the winds. Some of them were 48 inches in diameter so they were much taller than my horizontal vision line.
It took a lot of steady nerve to keep driving right through them and initally now swerve, brake or flinch at my young age at the time. I had no raditor/fan/belt combination in front to get clogged or debris filled, so it was simply a matter of bashing through the hundreds I encountered in a 200 mile streatch of 1970s erea highway.
If I had been in a tall sedan or pickup, it would not have been so bad, but a low sportscar — wow.
***I had no raditor/fan/belt combination in front to get clogged or debris filled,
it would not have been so bad, but a low sportscar***
VW? Karmann Ghia?