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Discussion in 'Owl's Nest' started by Debi, Feb 18, 2019.
WHAT ARE YOUR BEST DRIVING STORIES? WHAT'S HAPPENED TO YOU OUT THERE ON THE ROAD?
When I was 16, a couple girlfriends and myself went out drinking on a supposed old highway. We saw a cop pass us so we threw the beers out the window. Cop not only busted us/me for open containers but also for littering! Then I proceeded to drive home and missed a sharp turn and ended up broadsiding a tree. Crept home in the crumpled car (my parents car,of course). I told them we were at MacDonalds and as we came out we saw someone pulling away and left the car with a giant dent. Fortunately we cleaned off all the branches. Next morning, my dad found more beer in the trunk. I had a very quiet summer at home my junior year. ;0)
My mate and I were driving out in the country at night when we were 17.We slowed down as a guy was frantically flagging us down on the roadside.We pulled up and the guy told us he had flipped his car and his wife had died in the crash.There was a car up ahead upside down in a ditch.The guy went to pick up his coat and get in my car when my mate locked the door.We drove up to the car and it was an old wreck,been there for ages.I looked in the mirror and the guy was walking up with a pistol.I floored the gas and we were gone.We heard later on the radio a escaped murderer had killed a motorist on that highway.
Last year, I was messing with my iphone and decided to take an off ramp while I was driving on highway 99 from SanFrancisco to l.a. to sort it out. That part of the highway was just farmland and orchards. As I took the off ramp I pulled into an open gravel area that could not be seen from the highway. As I was messing with the phone, I looked up to see a large truck with giant tires in it. I didn't pay much attention to it but I did think it was weird that we were in the middle of nowhere and this person decided to park their giant truck within feet of my car. out of the corner of my eye I see this guy walking making a bee-line for my car. There was something wrong with the way he was coming up to my back driver side bumper. looked at him and said "hey,you scared me!" The guy didn't break stride,kept coming at me and said "Oh, I don't wanna scare you!" As he did that he put his hands in front of him to show me,what? That he didn't have a gun?! As soon as I saw that move with his hands, my foot slammed on the gas and I took off seconds before he would have reached my window. I had a horrible feeling that that man meant to do me harm. I believe if my foot had not have slammed on that gas pedal, I would not be here today. If ever I had angelic intervention, it was on that day. I still get a horrible feeling when I think of that day.
Not really an out on the road story. Most of my career has been spent in IT as a contractor, common in the UK and Europe a bit like a consultant.
I started a new contract in Glasgow for a distilling company that has several brands of whisky. First day on the job the project manager turns up with a set of keys to the pool car as the three of us based there were expected to visit sites around Scotland when required. Now at the brief interview nobody mentioned visiting other sites or asked me if I could drive, I was thirty at the time but had never bothered learning to drive. The project manager was a bit nonplussed as this was an unexpected turn of events and a bit inconvenient.
She thought about this and gave me an ultimatum, you have six weeks to get a driving license or get fired. I found a driving instructor and signed up for a block of lessons. A waiting list for a test date can be quite long but you can apply for a cancellation and my instructor arranged a test date four weeks away. So every evening after work for four weeks I went out for lessons and studied the books for the Highway Code test.
Meantime I thought I'd buy a car because the pool car wouldn't always be available and I explained the situation to the dealer. All I had to do was call him when I got home from the driving test, if I passed he would have it driven to my house and if I failed he would store it for me until I did. The morning of the test came with little sleep the night before, fail and get fired so no pressure then. Right from the get go I thought I'd made a fail mistake so just relaxed and completed the test. I'd actually passed
I got home and called the dealer, in my new car I drove to work where everybody was waiting to hear how I got on and of course my colleagues were delighted that I'd passed and still had a job. Project manager turns up and ask 'well?' On learning I'd passed she fished around in her handbag and produced a set of car keys, 'we decided if you'd passed you could have your own company car'. So the day I got my driving licence I kept my job and had two new cars
My story is about creepy people too, but I wasn't driving, my husband was. We were returning from visiting his family in Maine, and stopped at a rest area in Massachusetts. I noticed a guy just standing there, in the empty parking lot. Hubby wanted to visit the restroom and I didn't need to, so I opted to stay in the car.
I noticed that the strange guy was looking over in my direction. His clothing looked too new, as if he'd just taken the things out of packaging and worn them. Then, like a flash, I thought just released from jail!" I could see the whole thing; him being handed clothing, him being processed out, and leaving the prison. The pictures came in a flash, and I suddenly felt afraid. I could feel this guy's energy from halfway across the parking lot, and the terror was like nothing I had ever experienced. The energy was a combination of remorseless cruelty, mixed with a kind of innocence. As if he would kill or maim a small animal and then stand there, fascinated as he watched it die. Very slowly, I pushed down the locks and pretended to be searching in my purse for something as he slowly approached the car and pretended to look into a trash can, while staring at me. When my husband returned from the restroom, the man slowly walked away. I didn't know if he saw my husband as a threat, but the fact that he would even approach the car knowing that another man would be returning any minute was unnerving. I can still feel the blinding terror that I felt that day!
I have goosebumps. You describe the experience very well. Chills
Gee whizz., '72 Chevy Impala convertible.
......and this is a family show.
Wow that was good and fast thinking by your friend. Probably saved your lives.
great story, and you described that experience very well also....
I have a similar drive in story but it involved a 72 Plymouth roadrunner.... bright yellow with a 440.....man, those were the days.