thebryanjzx90
Years ago, I had a 1992 Nissan Stanza. It was a very nice car for what it was, and very reliable.
I’m driving down 95 in the left lane, and I see what I think is a whole-ass exhaust system in the middle of the lane. It’s too late to switch lanes (there’s traffic next to me) and I can’t slow down quickly enough, so I cross my fingers and run it over, assuming exhausts are hollow anyway so maybe I just crush it like a tin can.
My left two tires immediately burst.
I pull into the emergency lane to assess the damage, and notice a garbage truck about 100 yards ahead stopped, same way, with emergency lights blinking. I run up to him and say “Hey, did you hit that exhaust system too?”
“No, my driveshaft came off.”
“I think we need to swap insurance info.”