Dumb/Stupid Things You've Done...and Survived

I was around 21 or so, had a 66 Ford Galaxie 500 2 door hardtop with a very well built 351 Cleveland under the hood. It was a pretty fast car, didn't lose many races in it. One Saturday night I was out doing some street racing, as usual, and having a bit of fun, pushed the speed well into triple digits a couple times, no problems. The next evening I was just out for a nice leisurely cruise, took a sweeping left curve in a residential area at around 20 mph when the left lower control arm hit the ground without warning. The ball joint socket in the control arm had split open, and the spindle was hanging loose. I started wearing a seat belt from that night on.