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This is the greatest thread ever!!!
1) 1st car. New MGB bought upon my return from VN in 1966. In WY and heading home for the summer from school at about 0230 on a 2 lane winding road. New moon = very dark. I'm flathatting it, about 85 and feeling good with a little help from my pharmacist friends. Meet an oncoming car, hit dimmers, all lights go out. As in dark. Managed to get stopped but it's difficult finding a new set of underware in the dark. Let's hear it for Lucus.
2) Fast forward to '88. Friday night and heading to dinner downtowm Honolulu w/wife on the H1 - 4 lanes each way. About 45-50. So is everyone else. Bumper to bumper and a light rain. Difficult to see with wet asphalt soaking up and reflecting the car lights at the same time. RX7 is closing fast in the fast lane on my left. Too fast I remember thinking, given the traffic and weather. When he gets about 1/2 car length ahead, his right rear wheel comes off, bounds across in front of me and out of sight on my right. Afraid to brake hard because of the traffic I slow, gently braking, as does everyone else. The guy in the RX doesn't seem to know what the problem is, he is staying up with the traffic and is now about a car and a half length ahead. Finally he begins to slow and -POW- his left rear wheel comes off, bounces against the median, and OVER the top of my car into the following traffic. I glance into the rearview mirror to see what looks like a thrill show, cars all over the place skidding an spinning. Finally I see brake lights from the RX, and he slows up against the median, but what a show of sparks. Fortunately no one was hurt, but we didn't make dinner - it takes so long to go home and change underware.
Not exactly a dumbs**t, but I've so many of those in my life, I'm embarassed to tell them.
Jim
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