a couple of years ago i used to road race street bikes out at Willow Springs. Well at the time i used to own a 79 Ford Bronco, and i have had that Bronco for several years, I used to take the shell off all of the time, especially around here. Well since i took it off all of the time. I never bolted it down, as a matter of fact i drove from FT Benning Ga to Vegas just like that.
Well anyway, i was coming back from Willow Springs and it was the middle of winter, sorta raining and hella cold, well anyway, iam trucking down the highway, trying to pass some Semi that is being a Turd, and my dirvers and passenger door windows were somewhat down. well as i started to finally pass the semi, i suddenly felt this huge rush of air and see trash flying around as if i was in a tornado.
I was wondering why it was suddenly brighter in the cab of my all black Bronco...hmmmmm
well as i looked back behind me and up, i see what was previously the attached camper shell. Not behind me i might add....above me about 75 ft...and climbing..right there it reminded me of watching the Military Channel, and watching Pilots eject from their plane...it looked like a canopy to a F16 Fighter as it took flight higher and higher.
I actually had time to slow down and pull over and watch the shell plummet to the earth below, as it took flight and decent, the traffic behind me had come to a rather abrupt stop, with the sound of skidding tires and and the smell of burning rubber and the frightfull looks. The Bronco shell came down like a peice of paper, flipping and flopping through the air to the ground, it breifly looked as if my shell could have been recovered, suddenly to my suprise....it came to rest on the corner in the median....then it went from 1 peice to several.....needless to say i drove the rest of the way home with no shell, cold, wet and still didnt pass that dam semi!!!!!