I had the back window of a Ford Taurus blow out going down the highway at 70. It was a really hot day, the AC wasn't working, and I had all the windows rolled down. Suddently it got very quiet in the car, and I look in the side mirror and saw that window about 20 ft. in the air, turning end over end. There was also a blanket on the package shelf that went out with it. I went back for the blanket, and found the glass laying in the median, without a crack in it. I put it in the back seat and drove on to the next town big enough to have a glass shop, and had it put back in.
Get the ipad! Tougher tham a Toughbook.
Well....more mushy.
I looked out my left window to see my beauty ring doing 65 in the lane next to me. Obviously, I had a flat
There was a lot of traffic and it took me a half-mile or so to get to the shoulder. I stopped. Turned off the engine. Looked out the window before opening the door and my beauty ring had followed me.
It passed me on the left doing 3 or 4 MPH, pulled in front of my car, spun down and stopped about 15 feet directly off my hood ornament.
I just sat there for about 20 seconds, trying to figure out how the hell that happened.