Lots of escapades in my dad's vehicles.
I drove my dad's Toyota truck across the San Lorenzo river train trestle at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk one night with one of my buddies on a dare. We made it across about half way "balanced on the rails" and then slipped off. The remainder of the ride was a very loud
BANG BANG BANG....etc. as the frame of the truck was slamming the rails over every tie. This was about 1:30 in the morning. We made it across no problem but I forgot we had to go another 1/4 mile before we could get off the tracks. The wheels had slipped off on the left side of the track. We needed to go right. No worries. We had made so much noise by the time we got where we needed to get off the tracks that we had quite an audience waiting for us. They helped us lift the truck off the rails before the cops got there.
I am sure there is some karma waiting for me. Not sure what though. I have a daughter not a son. Yeah. I'm probably in deep DO DO.
