[freebeard]

Originally Posted by Frank Lee

Sometimes the troubleshooting and repairs (or rather, patches) one can do at roadside are the most important ones of all.

Reposting this from another thread here.

Probably the flat-out spookiest thing that ever happened to me was in the late 90s. I was driving to work in my '64 VW Notchback sedan. The one with a 1776 and a five-speed. About a half mile from my little cabin in the woods I made a left turn off a stop sign. About 50 yards from the sign, something came adrift. I got out and looked and on the left rear, all four* lug nuts were missing and the wheel was jammed up in the wheelwell. I even walked half-way back to the stop sign and never found even one of the lug nuts. +

I can conceive driving on as few as two tight lug nuts, but this was as if they all teleported into another dimension—simultaneously. I took one lug nut from each of the other wheels and put the wheel back on. I wasn't even late for work.

I still haven't figured that one out.

*I know, '64s have five lugnuts. This one was on a '71 pan.