Craziest shit happened on the way back from Vegas

[Patrick_D]

So Ian Ball and I are driving my car back from Vegas to LA. Ian was driving, and I was in the passenger seat. On the 15-S outside of Victorville.

Ian goes to change lanes into the right lane, and my fucking front wheel flies off to the right.

Luckily Ian piloted that shit like that captain who took the plane down into the Hudson, and we ended up on a huge shoulder right before an exit.

I had my car towed 114 miles back to Camarillo. AAA kicks ass. Easily top 5 best road trips ever.

[Julioisaroller]

haha thats right before where i live in rancho.. victorville is a bitch and the 15 is always a faggot on fridays and sundays

[Rad Ron]

15 is a big faggot with like lots of dick drivers trying to fuck my ass.

[Troll]

yeah fuck 15!

[Apsley Cherry-Garrard]

so ridiculous. the tire/wheel just came completely off and we started sliding on the rotor.
im sure anyone driving behind us who saw it go down was laughing soo hard at the car that just lost it's wheel.

[gambiacrumember]

At least it was the wheel coming off and not a blow out. That shit is whack.

[BrandonCooklin]

15 is a big faggot with like lots of dick drivers trying to fuck my ass.

your the biggest faggot in the world

[Supernintendo Chalmers]

are you one of those people who drive around with half their lug nuts missing?

[Apsley Cherry-Garrard]

it's a volvo, so the lug nuts don't screw on to a bolt that's mounted to the car, the bolt goes through the wheel into the rotor. the bolts SNAPPED. like, right now if you tried to put a new tire on, you wouldn't be able to because there are broken bolts snapped off inside the rotor or whatever. but yes, it's because his tire was loose.

and i would have much rather had it been a blowout. at least we coulda changed the tire and kept going. as it went down we coulda started spinning or flipping or something. the front right and back left tires were on the ground and the front left rotor was skidding on the ground.

[formerly galenaskater]

The glory, the story, the chain, the polo, the night, the grind, the empty bottles of no doze
Tank on empty whippin my moma Volvo
I spent that gas money on clothes with logos
The furrest-ur man, shit that you don't floss
The goal yard so hard man I'm Hugo's boss