Just happened a few weeks ago... I stopped to pick up a case of beer; didnt see anyone coming so I made a right then had to make a left to get home but there was oncoming traffic... so I was stopped there with my signal on for a few seconds.
Then I looked in my rear view and saw a monster pick-up doing about 50 mph ( speed limits 30 ) right up my ass! I knew there was no way he was stopping so I bury my foot into the pedal... soon as I do I can hear his tires screaming as he hits the breaks.
It was like slow motion... as I'm going foward I'm looking at his headlights thru my rear view and theyre over my tailgate and about 3" away for about twenty yards.
When I saw some distance grow between us and he finally came to a stop I stopped and cut the wheel hard enough to still barely make my left... and he's hanging out the window yelling 'Thank you!!' to me. Looked like his truck was brand new and he was either high or daydreaming. They would of been calling life flight for me.
It was fantastic!
"I'd given my halo for a horn; and a horn for the hat I once had."
I.A. - A.P.P.
Well, I wasn't driving, but I do know the scariest vehicular experience I ever had. This was before anyone had cellphones. I had gone up to Lake Tahoe with a buddy of mine and a girl with nothing better to do than to keep us company. One of his wheels kept making this grinding sound on the way up. We were young and had no idea what was wrong with the car. We had our adventures up there and headed back to SF. I don't know how many of you know the road to Tahoe ...US 50, but I swear sometimes it seems like there is a cliff on both sides of the road. So we are heading downhill, listening to the wheel grinding. And then it went something like....Bang...and the car dropped lower on the rear passenger side and we watch the wheel fly past us on the freeway. My buddy yells...we've got no brakes...I turn to reassure the girl in the back that we will be alright (I have great confidence in my buddy) and she yells "We're on fire!" Somehow we grind to a stop in a turnout, I leap out and put out the fire which appears to be flaming brake fluid squirting out of whatever is left of the wheel. A burly trucker runs over to us holding our wheel in his hand and shaking at us that it bounced off the guard rail and hit his truck. Not much we could say but sorry and he left for his truck, sputtering and swearing. A guy pulled up behind us and ran over yelling (In a Gomer Pyle voice) "Sheeeit, I never saw sparks fly that far on the freeway. You boys alright?" He offered to give us a lift to Placerville in his hillbilly mobile, which he drove at great speed, his worn out shock absorbers had us bouncing and holding on for our lives but we made it to Placerville and figured out how to get home from there. My buddy's car, we abandoned, one of several he abandoned after driving them to death.
"Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city."
Well this day was up there on the suck meter.
Snowstorm blew up in minutes. When I tried to pull off, I went for a spin and a few tumbles. Bald tires on the rental didn't help....
I hope noone was hurt. I hate cold and can only imagine how miserable it must have been waiting for assistance, whether injured or not.
Note to Shawn...........it's not U-Roll .............. it's U-Haul.
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Dang, THAT explains it. I thought it was in Cyrillic. ГПѴН-П
Last edited by perado; 06-09-2012 at 01:50 AM.
lol Thanks for your concern.
I actually scrambled like a hamster in a wheel when it was rolling and popped out without a scratch.
Poor guy who pulled over to help started crying when he saw I was ok. I guess watching it happen he expected to find a mess inside.
I'm happy to be able to laugh about it now.
Still say a little prayer every time I pass the spot....
It's a little surprising that everything stayed in the van.
I watched an old couple who were driving an F-250 pulling a fifth wheel camper put two wheels in the median.....he over corrected and barrel rolled it on I-80 west of Omaha.
It looked like 400 yards of garage sale down the sides of the interstate and they both walked out the windshield without a scratch.
But as I give it thought , I don't think i know too many people who haven't been on the roof at least once in their lives.
I'm not sure what to read into that , but it is true.
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Just saw this and it reminded me of my ride.
I'm going to guess that all of your failures prior to the "revolution" will pale in comparison to how hard your life will be afterward. You will not rise to the occasion. If you can't succeed in a structured, ordered society, you will continue to fail miserably when winning friends and influencing people becomes vitally important.
I've seen some bad ones and been the passenger in two that were totaled. Most of the wrecks I've been in had a good bit of alcohol involved but my worst was due to lack of sleep. I was probably 20 and driving over a hour each way to work. Most of my days were 12-13 hours of work with booze and lechery taking up the rest of the day. I was up most of the night and driving to work at 4AM one morning. I was just outside of Mountain City TN. and there is a pretty straight stretch of road. I was so tired and thought if only I could close my eyes. Well I did and the sound of wet grass hitting the bottom of my car work me up. I hit one telephone pole and slid into a second. My rear axle hooked the pole and threw me into a pretty deep ditch. Got out, said a few choice words and walked to some random house to use their phone. Not a scratch on me so there must have been plans for me later on in life.
It happened so fast I was not really scared. Well that and falling asleep I would imagine. Now probably the scariest was a few years later about a mile from the other crash. I was driving to work and saw a big buck in the road. I was driving pretty fast and hit my brakes and the deer. My head hit the steering wheel and thought I busted my head open. I hit my lip so tasted a little blood but had this warm feeling all over my face like blood gushing. Well it was my coffee and my face was only a little messed up. It really messed up my car and left a chunk of deer in the bumper. He got up and ran off, stupid deer.
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