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What is the most interesting thing you have seen laying in the road?
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Heading home one day from work and as I am about to go over the overpass I see a wheel and axle going down the freeway.
Out with the wife for a cruise and coming straight at us is a car with its hood up,on a six lane road. I pulled into a fast food lot nearly hitting the people at the window. Turned to see an elderly couple male driver just going like all was well. I have no idea what happened to them.
Sitting at a fourway stop sign,I look left,right,left right,and head through the intersection and hear tires screeching. I look and a Harley Davidson is coming my way(he was going to run the stop sign) guy lays the bike down,chick comes off the back,guy lets the bike go I watch them and the bike slide. The bike ends up under my truck. The guy starts screaming at me,I just look at him as the bike has my door jammed. Now I am 6-1, some monster comes out of nowhere and grabs the handle bar drags the bike from under my truck and says get out of here. I comply.
Out with the wife for a cruise and coming straight at us is a car with its hood up,on a six lane road. I pulled into a fast food lot nearly hitting the people at the window. Turned to see an elderly couple male driver just going like all was well. I have no idea what happened to them.
Sitting at a fourway stop sign,I look left,right,left right,and head through the intersection and hear tires screeching. I look and a Harley Davidson is coming my way(he was going to run the stop sign) guy lays the bike down,chick comes off the back,guy lets the bike go I watch them and the bike slide. The bike ends up under my truck. The guy starts screaming at me,I just look at him as the bike has my door jammed. Now I am 6-1, some monster comes out of nowhere and grabs the handle bar drags the bike from under my truck and says get out of here. I comply.
a couple of years ago my brother and I were heading north on I75, started seeing a faint trail of oil on the road ahead of us, kept going for a few miles, started getting wider and wider, eventually stopped... about a hundred yards afterwards there were four skid marks off to the shoulder...
I lost a driveshaft from an old 2500 GMC farm truck, I'll bet the jeep heading the otherway was pretty surprised to see it in his lane, well it was night, he probably didn't see it but when he ran it over I'm sure he noticed :--) found it in the ditch about 50 yards down the road, was still somewhat straight...
lost a gas tank... after Girlfriend said "I smell gas, I think your gas tank fell out" of course I replied "gas tanks don't fall out" as I turned to see it laying in the road behind us gotta love old project vehicles...
strange things I've seen... a pickup topper in the lane, an inner fenderwell (think you'd notice that coming off). Saw the neighbor towing an engine block behind his pickup with a chain, not sure what he was up to. an exploded slide in camper on the shoulder, didn't see the truck, must have fallen out and the guy split. friends Matress flew out of his pickup bed, hit a minivan going down the expressway, guy was cool about it and in a hurry.
I lost a driveshaft from an old 2500 GMC farm truck, I'll bet the jeep heading the otherway was pretty surprised to see it in his lane, well it was night, he probably didn't see it but when he ran it over I'm sure he noticed :--) found it in the ditch about 50 yards down the road, was still somewhat straight...
lost a gas tank... after Girlfriend said "I smell gas, I think your gas tank fell out" of course I replied "gas tanks don't fall out" as I turned to see it laying in the road behind us
gotta love old project vehicles... strange things I've seen... a pickup topper in the lane, an inner fenderwell (think you'd notice that coming off). Saw the neighbor towing an engine block behind his pickup with a chain, not sure what he was up to. an exploded slide in camper on the shoulder, didn't see the truck, must have fallen out and the guy split. friends Matress flew out of his pickup bed, hit a minivan going down the expressway, guy was cool about it and in a hurry.
a couple of years ago my brother and I were heading north on I75, started seeing a faint trail of oil on the road ahead of us, it kept going for a few miles, started getting wider and wider, eventually stopped... about a hundred yards afterwards there were four skid marks off to the shoulder...
I lost a driveshaft from an old 2500 GMC farm truck, I'll bet the jeep heading the otherway was pretty surprised to see it in his lane, well it was night, probably didn't see it but when he ran it over I'm sure he noticed :--) found it in the ditch about 50 yards down the road, was still somewhat straight...
lost a gas tank... after Girlfriend said "I smell gas, I think your gas tank fell out" of course I replied "gas tanks don't fall out" as I turned to see it laying in the road behind us gotta love old project vehicles...
strange things I've seen... a pickup topper in the lane, an inner fenderwell (think you'd notice that coming off). Saw the neighbor towing an engine block behind his pickup with a chain, not sure what he was up to. an exploded slide in camper on the shoulder, didn't see the truck, must have fallen out and the guy split. friends Matress flew out of his pickup bed, hit a minivan going down the expressway, guy was cool about it and in a hurry.
I lost a driveshaft from an old 2500 GMC farm truck, I'll bet the jeep heading the otherway was pretty surprised to see it in his lane, well it was night, probably didn't see it but when he ran it over I'm sure he noticed :--) found it in the ditch about 50 yards down the road, was still somewhat straight...
lost a gas tank... after Girlfriend said "I smell gas, I think your gas tank fell out" of course I replied "gas tanks don't fall out" as I turned to see it laying in the road behind us
gotta love old project vehicles... strange things I've seen... a pickup topper in the lane, an inner fenderwell (think you'd notice that coming off). Saw the neighbor towing an engine block behind his pickup with a chain, not sure what he was up to. an exploded slide in camper on the shoulder, didn't see the truck, must have fallen out and the guy split. friends Matress flew out of his pickup bed, hit a minivan going down the expressway, guy was cool about it and in a hurry.
GGILL
In the L. A. Harbor are about 1985 there was a truck and trailer sitting along side the road as I went home at night. It had four rolls of steel on it. On the back to work the next morning there was a Toyota p/u sitting there smashed flat to the ground with a roll of steel in the bed. That truck sat there for almost 2 weeks.
This wasn't sitting on the street, but it is funny. We were headed to Bonneville Salt Flats on highway 93 about 30 miles north of Ely, Nevada. The State had just come along and repainted the white line. As we were driving we came around a curve and the white line went straight out into the desert. The it restarted up again about a 1/4 mile down the road. I am glad we weren't driving through there at night.
In the L. A. Harbor are about 1985 there was a truck and trailer sitting along side the road as I went home at night. It had four rolls of steel on it. On the back to work the next morning there was a Toyota p/u sitting there smashed flat to the ground with a roll of steel in the bed. That truck sat there for almost 2 weeks.
This wasn't sitting on the street, but it is funny. We were headed to Bonneville Salt Flats on highway 93 about 30 miles north of Ely, Nevada. The State had just come along and repainted the white line. As we were driving we came around a curve and the white line went straight out into the desert. The it restarted up again about a 1/4 mile down the road. I am glad we weren't driving through there at night.
It would have been about 1968. I was driving south on the autobahn between Mannheim and Karlsruhe. The median between opposing lanes was sheet steel barrier like we see protecting curves here. There was one at the edge of each inside lane and the distance between them was about two feet.
It was raining katzen und hunden and a Mercedes passed me doing well over 100 mph. I came over a rise and there was the Mercedes perfectly balanced astride the barrier rails. Now he was pointed north. The driver was still in his seat and gripping the steering wheel. I didn't see any damage to the car.
I've always wondered how he did that.
It was raining katzen und hunden and a Mercedes passed me doing well over 100 mph. I came over a rise and there was the Mercedes perfectly balanced astride the barrier rails. Now he was pointed north. The driver was still in his seat and gripping the steering wheel. I didn't see any damage to the car.
I've always wondered how he did that.
After watching the Mountain bikes roll down the windshield, launch off the front car and continue on about another 30 feet down the road ahead off us we realized we forgot to finish tying them to the roof rack.
Once discovered about 100 sheets of ¾ “ plywood sitting in the middle of rte 202, helped many friends add on to their house that summer.
Find a deuce and a half in the woods once. Had a blown head gasket. Fixed it in the woods in a couple of hours. My friend still plows with it today.
Once discovered about 100 sheets of ¾ “ plywood sitting in the middle of rte 202, helped many friends add on to their house that summer.
Find a deuce and a half in the woods once. Had a blown head gasket. Fixed it in the woods in a couple of hours. My friend still plows with it today.
Doc i heard that story the dog on the back hurt his paw's and the dog in the front is giveing him a ride home:-laf :-laf :-laf
Got a call of a fire on the side of the highway last year. Turned out to be a pair of mens blue jeans on fire. No one in them however.
Local week long antique flea market happens 3 or 4 times a year. See lots of priceless dressers, chairs and other antiques reduced to kindling by the dolts that bought them and didn't bother to tie them to the roof of the BMW or Mercedes.
Stupid is as Stupid does
Steve
98 QC 12V 4x4
Bone stock. I save all my money for booze
Local week long antique flea market happens 3 or 4 times a year. See lots of priceless dressers, chairs and other antiques reduced to kindling by the dolts that bought them and didn't bother to tie them to the roof of the BMW or Mercedes.
Stupid is as Stupid does
Steve
98 QC 12V 4x4
Bone stock. I save all my money for booze
It was starting to get dark one evening and I was driving down a highway outside of San Antonio and saw a truck with its hazards on. As I got closer I noticed a nice groove cut into the asphalt that led to a new PSD that had atleast a 6" lift and big tires. He had lost his driver's side rear tire and was in the ditch on the otherside of the road trying to find it.
Back home in Ohio I came up on an old beater Firebird with a guy laying on his back hammering the h*** out of something. I stopped and asked him if he needed help. He said "Nope, just making it louder" and got back in the car and started gouging on the gas and took off. I guess he wanted a free flowing muffler
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Scott
Back home in Ohio I came up on an old beater Firebird with a guy laying on his back hammering the h*** out of something. I stopped and asked him if he needed help. He said "Nope, just making it louder" and got back in the car and started gouging on the gas and took off. I guess he wanted a free flowing muffler
. Scott
The toilet in the road reminded me of an accident I worked. A toilet fell out of the back of a pickup, a guy in a Camaro swerved to miss it and side-swiped a Chevy Van. The van went into the east ditch of 135 and rolled several times. It was a pretty big mess!
A fatality I worked on Interstate 70 involved a female looking for her Harley gloves. She found the front of a westbound semi to be much tougher tha she was. She got caught under the left rear dual on the tractor and slid about 1/8th mile. Ground her almost to nothing. You can still see the black marks on Interstate 70 at the westbound 252 off ramp.
My favorite though was a very large snake, a big tropical snake of some sort. The deputy that found it called for the animal shelter, I thought it was funny that somebody would call the shelter out for a snake, so I had to go check. Sure enough, it was big, over a foot tall and from the median of Broadway to the east curb and beyond, over 20 feet in total length. Somebody's pet escaped and the shelter did find a home for it. Thankfully, it was a very peaceful big snake. The deputy said he thought about running over it but was afraid he would get high centered. Glen
A fatality I worked on Interstate 70 involved a female looking for her Harley gloves. She found the front of a westbound semi to be much tougher tha she was. She got caught under the left rear dual on the tractor and slid about 1/8th mile. Ground her almost to nothing. You can still see the black marks on Interstate 70 at the westbound 252 off ramp.
My favorite though was a very large snake, a big tropical snake of some sort. The deputy that found it called for the animal shelter, I thought it was funny that somebody would call the shelter out for a snake, so I had to go check. Sure enough, it was big, over a foot tall and from the median of Broadway to the east curb and beyond, over 20 feet in total length. Somebody's pet escaped and the shelter did find a home for it. Thankfully, it was a very peaceful big snake. The deputy said he thought about running over it but was afraid he would get high centered. Glen
The scarest one I had was a drive shaft, laying sideways, at the end of a 1/4 mile race track in Cicel County Md. They don't let you run with your head lights on, and I was doing around 120mph when I saw it! Down at the end of the track was an old Dodge, the guy had tried to throw his auto into N at the end of the 1/4, but hit reverse instead.
When I got back to the start the track crew came over and started yelling at me "why the hell are you driving like that down at the end of the track?" Man I laid into them bigtime. Never went back their again!
When I got back to the start the track crew came over and started yelling at me "why the hell are you driving like that down at the end of the track?" Man I laid into them bigtime. Never went back their again!
How about a mid-20's young man laying in a fetal position at the curb after he stepped out in front of me and then slid up the hood of my '65 Chevy in Spain back in Sep '80.
How about a 14-year old boy laying in the middle of the road after he tried to make a left turn on his daddy's moped in Naples, Italy right directly in front of the gutless Fiat van I was driving back in Aug '88.
They both lived - Thank GOD!!!... ... ... ... ... ... ...
Wayne
How about a 14-year old boy laying in the middle of the road after he tried to make a left turn on his daddy's moped in Naples, Italy right directly in front of the gutless Fiat van I was driving back in Aug '88.
They both lived - Thank GOD!!!... ... ... ... ... ... ...
Wayne
Once, when I was a little kid, my dad took me on a coroner call to a strip coal mine in central Wyoming - Hanna or Shirley Basin probably but I don't remember. Anyhow, we went out onto the floor of the mine, where somebody in a pickup truck didn't follow the safety rules and got run over by one of those Terex Titan dumptrucks. I'll spare the gruesome details, but the truck itself was squashed flatter'n a pancake.
When we lived in Ohio, we were on our way home after spending Christmas with the families in West Texas. We hit an ice storm around Memphis and, after seeing cars & semis off in the median and ditches all the way from Memphis to Nashville on I-40, we headed north on I-65. We weren't 10 miles north of Nashville when we saw a VW Beetle off on the shoulder - the car (or what was left of it) was about 12" high. He had lost it on the ice on an overpass and made the mistake of stopping on the far side. The semi behind him went right over the car. No survivors (in the car, anyway).
Rusty
Rusty
I was Bobtailing to Portland (Maine) at about 3Am a couple weeks ago. . . It was a clear Moonless night, and very dark. I was passing through a small town named Waterboro and the only light available other than my headlights, was the dim glow from a few residents that had left their porch lights on. Suddenly in front of me I noticed what looked like a black hole in space! It was just a big blob of nothing. . . negative light, if you will. My instincts made me slam on the brakes! The truck, reluctantly, screeched to a halt. I sat there a moment peering into the darkness, the waft of smoking tire rubber drifted through the cab as I strained to make out any sort of figure. I flipped on my highbeams, and at first, I could only make out what looked like four short very stocky brown hooved feet, then appearing way above them was a very large set of antlers, suddenly the whole image snapped into focus. . . a very big Moose was staring me down from only 30 feet in front of me. I almost expected him to ask if I got my brakes at Pep Boys! Glad he didn't, I'd hate to see what happens if I had told him no!
I always thought of them being much lighter in color, but he was almost black except from the knees down. Coulda' been bad. It would break my heart to kill one of those guys with a big rig. Speaking of which. . .
This past week, I was on I-80 west bound in PA, headed for Minneapolis. It was Raining, like it has been for as long as I can remember and it was about 2am. I was coming down a pretty good grade, peering through the mist of the 18 wheeler ahead of me. I had been chatting occasionally with the driver ahead of me off and on for the past 50 miles or so but we had been pretty quiet for about the last 10 minutes. "DON'T CHANGE LANES!" His almost panicked voice cracked through the silence! Sure enough, just as he said that I saw a full grown adult Doe, lying dead, right in the center of the Hammer lane. I could have easily lost air-lines to running her over, but what really concerned me was what if a four wheeler was passing a Semi? They wouldn't stand a chance. At 79,000 lbs+ stopping on that grade on a rain soaked highway was nothing less than impossible so I decided to put my foot in it and high-tail it to the rest area and reported it to the PA State police. They said they would get right out there.
Well, the strangest coincidence occurred the next day. I rolled into Perrysburg Ohio the next afternoon to refuel at the Truck stop. Got to chatting with the driver refueling next to me about the long night of driving through the rain. He said "Yup, but it wasn't all bad. " with a smug look on his face. He pointed to his bumper and with a grin said, "Got myself a four point buck last night on I-80 back in PA. " Now, I'm not anti-hunting tree hugger or something, but slaughtering an animal is just a waste of a life, albeit unavoidable, but not something to take great pride in. So I said "Oh really?" trying not to show my disgust, "Where abouts was that?" He stood straight back up again and with his arms folded across his chest and rotten toothed grin says "Oh, about the 100 yard stick. " So I replied, with a noticeable amount of disgust, "Actually driver, it was the 104. 5, and your big 4 point buck?!?!? Was a doe!" Yup! I thought he was going to kill me on the spot!
I always thought of them being much lighter in color, but he was almost black except from the knees down. Coulda' been bad. It would break my heart to kill one of those guys with a big rig. Speaking of which. . .
This past week, I was on I-80 west bound in PA, headed for Minneapolis. It was Raining, like it has been for as long as I can remember and it was about 2am. I was coming down a pretty good grade, peering through the mist of the 18 wheeler ahead of me. I had been chatting occasionally with the driver ahead of me off and on for the past 50 miles or so but we had been pretty quiet for about the last 10 minutes. "DON'T CHANGE LANES!" His almost panicked voice cracked through the silence! Sure enough, just as he said that I saw a full grown adult Doe, lying dead, right in the center of the Hammer lane. I could have easily lost air-lines to running her over, but what really concerned me was what if a four wheeler was passing a Semi? They wouldn't stand a chance. At 79,000 lbs+ stopping on that grade on a rain soaked highway was nothing less than impossible so I decided to put my foot in it and high-tail it to the rest area and reported it to the PA State police. They said they would get right out there.
Well, the strangest coincidence occurred the next day. I rolled into Perrysburg Ohio the next afternoon to refuel at the Truck stop. Got to chatting with the driver refueling next to me about the long night of driving through the rain. He said "Yup, but it wasn't all bad. " with a smug look on his face. He pointed to his bumper and with a grin said, "Got myself a four point buck last night on I-80 back in PA. " Now, I'm not anti-hunting tree hugger or something, but slaughtering an animal is just a waste of a life, albeit unavoidable, but not something to take great pride in. So I said "Oh really?" trying not to show my disgust, "Where abouts was that?" He stood straight back up again and with his arms folded across his chest and rotten toothed grin says "Oh, about the 100 yard stick. " So I replied, with a noticeable amount of disgust, "Actually driver, it was the 104. 5, and your big 4 point buck?!?!? Was a doe!" Yup! I thought he was going to kill me on the spot!
Ran an ambulance call for a "Man Down" call during the Sturgis motorcycle rally. got on scene to find a dressed up sex doll, full leathers and everything, about five minutes later here comes a guy on a bike driving real slow and looking real embarrassed to find two highway patrol, an ambulance and a rescue truck picking up his date. Funniest part is his shirt on the back says... "If you can read this the ***** fell off!!" Gotta love hundreds of thousands of bikers having one big party
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