what has got to be one of your horrible car experiences? besides getting a speed ticket, ever encountered car theft before? what about getting your side mirrors stolen or getting stranded in a deserted road?

The worst I can remember was when I was very young, around 15 years old, and we went with my father to a ranch in the country. Going there we had to cross with the car little rivers, and coming back it was raining, so the "little rivers" were not that little anymore! We were going with 2 other cars and ours, that was a Maverick sedan by Ford. In front of us there was this very big pickup truck, they crossed first, and got pulled by the river. The driver plus his two kids had to get out of the car and we help them while watch how their big truck was pushed by the water around 100 feet!
Well, we had to get pulled by a truck to cross the river, and I remember how the water was coming inside the car. It was really scarry... of course my parents try to make it as an adventure, but they were scared too.

When I was 18 I was hunting with my best friend out in the middle of nowhere. We were able to drive...there were old logging-roads everywhere.

We were near the Canada-US border (Washington State-British Coloumbia), so it's pretty rough terrain.

I got the truck stuck, in mud, right up to the axles. It wasn't going anywhere. No cell phone coverage, and it was getting dark...now what ?

I started hiking out of the bush, found a lonely-road. But nobody would stop because I was dressed in fatigues....carrying a rifle. Go figure !

So....I ditched the rifle, stripped to my tee-shirt and eventually flagged a car down that got a message through to my dad.

Got rescued later that night with more 4x4's and chains and a little ingenuity (using fulcrums and a long tree).

The only words my father said to me when he saw our predicament was: "Bad judgement". Those words devastated me for a week. My friend was amazed at how sad I was because his dad would have beaten him to a pulp. But my parents never hit me, and the fact that I disappointed him was punishment enough.

The truck only received a bent bumper.

Last night we went out for dinner and went around looking at the christmas lights all over Barcelona. My nehew got a little dizzie and vomited all over. The poor kid was crying because his father was going to yell at him, the smell made me dizzie, and almost went through the same thing... Long story short, we had to stop and clean up before coming back home... does that count like a horrible car experience? Because last night it totally felt like it!

As much as I would've wanted to help it would've been hard to stop for that sight!

My worst was when my car died during my commute between cities in rural Arizona. My husband was asleep and didn't realize I hadn't made it home until it was very late, and very dark! (we didn't have a cell phone then) I waited four hours in the dark with no lights--the alternator on my Corolla had gone out as well as the battery so I had no hazzard lights--when he finally went to rescue me, he drove right past me. The scary part was when a very very very large group of illegal aliens crossed the highway about fifty feet in front of me. I watched them run aross the highway in groups of ten or so, but they never bothered me. It was scary to realize that I couldn't just drive away if they had bothered me.

Rubybeetle! That is a really scary story. Like comming out of a scary movie! I can only imagine the feeling of seeing people so close to you and being really scared and at the same time not being able to get away... I hope you never again had to go through those areas with a failing car...

And Pongo... I´m sorry about what happened to you. I think if my dad would´ve said that to me, I would´ve felt the same. Then again, I would not be caught dead in fatigues and a rifle! I have my standarts!!! LOL!