Sikes, who was driving on Interstate 8 near La Posta called 911 from his car and was rescued by patrol officers who gave him instructions over a loudspeaker and helped him bring the car back down to 50 mph and eventually to a halt, says AP. Toyota, according to the AP, says it has sent a field expert to San Diego to look into the issue.
I’d like to know what “instructions” the cop gave him at 90 mph over a loud speaker. I am guessing it sounded something like this “Hey Jackass, put the car in neutral.Then hit the brakes”
Can this be a true story? Could this guy really have not known how to put a car in neutral? Do Priuses have neutral? I have driven some buckets of shit in my life. I mean really awful cars. I had a 1964 VW Bug, what a piece of shit that car was… and a death trap too. I was driving on the highway and the back wheel literally fell off. It rolled right past me. But see I knew it was a shit box and I drove it accordingly. I was 19 at the time and I had enough brains to know I might have to abandon ship at a moments notice. It was red alert all the time. So I drove it in the right lane. And I drove it like I was ready to die… I really should have been wearing an airbag suit in that car. And although I never imagined the wheel falling off, which was the result of a broken cotter pin, not me forgetting to tighten the lug bolts, (a cotter pin and lug bolts nice engineering Hans) I had enough brains to steer the car onto the shoulder and hit what was left of the brakes. I even steered it between a light pole and a tree. Threaded the needle, yeah boy!
I have had brakes fail on several of my cars. Being broke sucks… Once while driving (tumbing really) down a hill in San Francisco. The brakes went to the floor… so did my stomach. I figured it was up to me to get that car to stop. So I pumped the brakes like my girlfriend on prom night, and pulled the emergency brake with all my strength. That bitch finally ground to a halt somewhere down at the bottom of Potrero Hill.
My point is, drive like your life depends on it. Drive like someone is trying to kill you. They are… at least here in New York. Don’t get complacent and think your car is always going to be your buddy. Your car doesn’t give a shit about you. Even you with the Escalade (asshole). Your car might behave like a wild mustang once in a while and you better be ready.
Oh and stay the fuck away from me with your piece of shit Toyota’s.
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