I couldn't resist this one. My first car I bought after leaving home was a shiny black Cutlass Supreme, back around 1982. It may not have had ALL the options, but it had a fair few, and might have been the best-looking car I ever owned. I'm not a car guy, but it looked awesome. I also nearly destroyed it within three days of buying the car. Being a Georgia boy, I'd never driven in snow until moving to Indiana. Was in front of a semi when we hit a patch of ice. Started drifting to the right, I made a mild correction, started drifting to the left, another mild correction. At that point, it went into a multi-360 spin and there was no chance of correcting any more.
A couple of times my friend and I were looking straight into the eyes of the truck driver behind us, while he was staring right back. Still spinning, we eventually skidded off the road, and the trucker kept on going. A nice guy behind him stopped, and he happened to be driving a truck with a winch. As we were hooking his chains to our car, he told us he saw the whole thing and thought the semi was going to flatten us.
My friend John was calm and collected the whole time. The first two times we started drifting, he warned me "You're gonna lose it, Alan." Both times I said "I know, John." When we started spinning wildly, all he said was "You lost it, Alan." I said "I know, John." Those were the only words spoken until we came to a full stop and stepped out of the car.
Ultimately, the only damage the Cutlass took was the loss of one hubcap. Plus it looked like we'd been mud bogging. I guess when you go through that much excitement with a car, you get attached to it. It really was a great car!!
