I don’t know what I adore most about this video: the sassy, jovial soundtrack; the stubby, ineffectual wings on the car; the revelation that the driver has broken his back many times before, almost as if it were part of his workaday routine; his pretty banging wife; the slow flutter of disintegrating Detroit iron barely one sixth of the way across its intended jump?
If the dude would have made it across, what was he expecting to happen? That the car would land on all four wheels, axles intact, as he sped off into the sunset? I mean, he had a parachute built-in, so perhaps he thought he’d launch across the river with such force that by the time he got over land he’d still have enough clearance to deploy and float gingerly to the ground.
No matter how you slice it, this is one for the ages.
Watching this makes me proud to be Canadian.
I also like the narrator’s “Power’s jump was unsuccessful” after the exploding car footage get re-played three times. No shit.
This is from a Canadian documentary, The Devil at Your Heels. The story behind this jump and what followed is well nigh unbelievable: http://www.stevemandich.com/otherstuff/documentaries.htm. The stunt was originally the brainchild of another stuntman, Ken Carter, whose big plans were beset with massive delays. The culmination:
“Nine days pass. The film crew suspects Carter has lost his nerve and, not wanting to lose any more money, secretly convinces Carter’s friend Ken Powers hijack the stunt. Powers doesn’t hesitate. With only a few spectators on hand, Powers blasts the car down the runway; meanwhile, Carter sits in his hotel room, unaware of what’s afoot. The bumpy ramp prevents the car from hitting the requisite 270 mph, going only 180 as it launches into the air. The wind immediately tears off its paneling as its parachutes halfway deploy. The car flies a paltry 506 feet, far short of a mile, and crash-lands in knee-deep water. Powers breaks eight vertebrae, three ribs, and a wrist. The footage is spectacular.
“Carter soon discovers what happened and is understandably furious, exploding into a muffled rage behind his hotel room door. After spending five years and a million dollars chasing his dream, a backstabbing friend jumped his car off of his ramp, stealing his thunder. As it had done four times before, the movie cuts ahead to the following year, this time for the epilogue. Carter once again beams with optimism, still guaranteeing the big event: ‘This I’m going to do. This is my dream.’”
“Unfortunately, Ken Carter never did attempt the stunt. In 1983, two years after the release of The Devil at Your Heels, he attempted a much shorter jump in a souped-up Pontiac Firebird. The vehicle overshot its landing ramp by 30 meters and landed on its roof. Carter was instantly killed.”
What I love about it? It was a freakin’ Lincoln Continental. He might as well have tried to jump the river using an anvil.
“Powers’ jump was unsuccessful.” Definitely gonna be my new catchphrase.
The wing mods were rather choice, but you failed to mention his snazzy jumpsuit. Sweet!