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1962 - Driving back from races at Nelson Ledges driving my Dad's 1960 Ford Country Squire. Two of us in the front seat - two in the third seat with the second seat folded down so that they could really stretch out.

Do You Love Me by the Contuours comes on the radio. I start keeping time to the music by wiggling the steering wheel up and down having the car dance. Pretty soon the car starts doing the dance ALL BY ITSELF and I cannot stop it from going from one side of the road to the other.

Fortunately, there were curbs that the car would hit to shoot it back the other way and the there was no traffic coming the other way on the road. I'll remember to my dying day looking in the mirror and seeing the guys in the back go flying from one side to the other and being pasted against the window and then flying back again.

After I did stop the car from careening all over the road, it handled kinda funny...and people started beeping their horns at me. We looked out the window and the tires looked about two feet wide - I had bent every rim as well as the frame!

Told my dad that I had hit an oil slick and lost control of the car and hit the curb a couple of times. He made me show him where - thanks to providence and cars of the '60's there actually was a bit of oil on the same road that I could 'blame' for my carelessness.