I did make it home, it broke the next day
Which reminds me of a recent little episode in which I was a part of.
Last fall, four of us went to the big outdoor swap-meet in Indianapolis; around 275-miles one-way.
We drove a lilac-colored 1965 Chevrolet Impala 4-door hard-top that one of the guys bought brand-new; it looks as good as new.
We towed a twelve-foot utility trailer behind it.
It rained off and on all night on the way up and traffic was extremely heavy all the way back, often moving along at over 70-mph.
We hit it good and had that trailer loaded down with swap-meet goodies, too.
We arrived home in the wee hours of the night, leaving the 65-Impala and trailer parked in the guy's yard.
A few days later, he decided to take the trailer around back and un-hook it.
Loose from the trailer, he started back around the house and the whole A-frame gizmo broke loose from the frame and folded the tire up into the fender-well.
No body damage was done.
Had that of happened on our way North, it sure would have put a damper on our swap-meeting.
