Life's most embarrassing car moments

Had a 1972 Duster with a bone stock 318. My buddy is following me home one night from the bar (yes, I was young, stupid, and driving after having had a few) after going to see a friends band play. He is driving his new Camry (Sentra, can't remember exactly). We stop at a red light, there is no other traffic nearby, he hollers "let's race". Like a dumbass, I agree. Light turns red, we both punch it. My sad little stock 318 with the 2 barrel kept up for a bit, but my buddies Camry pulls away from me and off he goes. I started to let off the gas and was going to take it easy the rest of the way, but then the I hear something metal hit the pavement and the car creaped to a stop on it's own.

I got the car stopped and parked, took my shirt off to get under the car to see what happened. Saw that the driveshaft was missing. I was running down the street looking for my driveshaft when my buddy finally came back to see what had happened to me. Luckily for me this was late at night and there were no others cars on the road.