It all started on one hot and very late summer night. I had just gotten home from a very long shift at work so you have to understand that I was tired as hell, and all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and die.

Anyway, I pull up into our drive, and I notice the passenger side window is down. So, I reach over and start winding it up as I look up out of the sunroof, and I think to myself man are the stars beautiful. As I'm starring out the sunroof, I notice a bush slowly creap into view it grows into a branch and then a trunk. Holly S#@T the neighbors massive fifty year old maple is falling over.

I start to panic and fumble with the seat belt for what seems like hours. I finally get it released and fall out the door, cursing like theres no tomorrow, just as I hear a big crash.

I lay there for a few seconds, reflecting on what just happened. I finally build the courage, to get up and servey the damage.

Nothing happened, After I stop criing from laughter. I put the clues together. When I stopped the car I left the emergency brake down and when I was winding the window up I couldn't see out the windows, so the opticle illusion of the steady stars and the car moving made it seem like the tree was falling, and the crash I heard, it was just my car rolling into my neighbors car.

This is the funniest thing that has ever happened to me in a car. Well at least from what I can talk about, publicly.

Happy holidays

Ahmed

That's a good one. Any damage to the cars since you rolled into one?

There was no damage, I am happy to say.

The car barely moved a meter for what must have been over a minute.

I've had that same feeling at a stop light. The car next to me starts to move. I think that my car is rolling backwords.Wierd!

Had that same feeling in a tractor-trailer on the top of a mountain at the VA/WV state line a few winters ago. The scenario is a narrow two lane secondary road with lots of very sharp left-right switch backs. Snow flurries are in the air as I got to the bottom of the mountain and the further up I went the harder it snowed. It's about 4 miles up to the top as the road goes so I get a little unnerved as to what might be awaiting me on the other side.

Catch up to a Toyota pickup about half way up and he is fish-tailing and spinning like crazy and slowing me down, which in turn means I have to use more throttle to keep moving and then start spinning myself. Every time I spin a wheel the truck tries to jack-knife as it is only a single drive axle. By the time we get to the top there is about 4 inches of wet, sticky, very slick snow covering the road and no sign of any plows or sand trucks.

At the top is a right hand 90 degree turn and then it's down hill for about 4 miles, twist and turns, 25mph corners, you get the idea. Well, said Toyota is tired of me trying to push him up the mountain so when we get to the top he tries to speed up and starts spinning and loops it in a nice little 180 and backs it into the ditch on the right side of the road. Luckily I was barely moving when he did it, and was able to stop. He jumps out, locks in his hubs (doh, no wonder he had a hard time getting up the mountain) and about the time he gets to the right side, I feel my truck moving. SIDEWAYS! I'm sitting there, trying to push the brake pedal through the floor and then realize I'm sitting on glare ice. Not good. I blow the air horns, kid looks up and see me sitting there, and then he realizes the truck is sliding and I can't do anything to stop it. He "skates" around his truck and is outta there like a shot. I just start pumping the brakes on and off, and the truck slowly starts to come back in line with the trailer. I used the shoulder to go two more turns, and pulled off in a brake check area and set the front of it against the snow bank left by the previous weeks snow.

Needless to say, I waited until the salt truck made one pass up and then down the mountain before I moved again.

Had another similar incident later that winter, started off a mountain and hit black ice, pushed in the clutch and started pumping the brakes, trailer slid over against the guardrail, and that was the only way I had to slow down. Finally got it under control about 3/4 mile down the mountain.

Glad I don't have to go back there anymore.....:tapemouth :sick:

What's all this buisness about ice? You guys are crazy! I was born in Florida (Miami) and now live in Los Angeles. I know all there is to know about ice:

You need lots of it to make Margaritas and Daquires.

If you have an old frige, you've got to defrost it.

It's good for ice tea.

My best Girlfreind used it in interesting ways.:classic:

Before a party, you should buy extra bags of it.

I don't have any idea way you guys should be driving on it. sounds strange and kinda dangerous to me!

Victor you have lived a sheltered life, you should try living somewhere that has more than 1 1/2 seasons....

I don't drive on it on purpose. Sometimes you can be driving on a bare road and then all of a sudden it's "bite the seat time".....:tapemouth

I reckon it would be similar to driving into one of the SoCal dust storms.....