One time, my brother was driving this VW bug to work, and the engine caught fire. Fuel leak, fire, belt broke. So, he had like some bubble gum and panyhose or something MacGiverish like that, and he fixed the car and drove it to work, and was only 5 minutes late.
And one time I was driving a 1995 Jeep Wrangler from Seattle to Humboldt, CA, to visit my uncle, who lives like in the boonies, and grows pot, on a small scale, for a living. Some of the people around there get paranoid. Anyway, I was about half way there, manual, 5 speed Jeep and I felt my brakes going. Sure enough, not long later, foot to the floor, zero brakes and I am going 80 MPH on the I5. I never even stopped or pulled over, or called anyone, made it to my uncle's house in record time. A brake line had been rubbing and caused a small hole that leaked all the fluid.
Some people, I tell them that story, "You are crazy!" there's no red lights on the highway. I didn't need to stop. Manual transmission, light traffic. No brakes, no problem.
