lost a part last night

Back in the late '70s, we were piled in one of my buds' car one evening around sunset. We were heading east on the Long Island Expressway burning a rope and cranking the tunes. At some point some of us became aware of a light shining into the left side windows. WTF? Our eyes soon became unglazed and noticed a Chebbie in the left lane...a shower of sparks was blowing from the right front wheelwell. As our eyes focused, we could see that the right front tire and wheel were missing and the driver had a death grip on the steering wheel and his mouth was wide open, probably screaming.

Before long, the Chebbie slowed and meandered off onto the shoulder and then onto the median grass with a cloud of dirt erupting. We then noticed the missing wheel and tire passing us as we and the surrounding traffic slowed down to watch.

That dude was having a bad day, but we had to laugh our nuts off remembering the look on that guy's face.