So yesterday, I was heading north on 270 to meet an old work buddy of mine for lunch. Of course I was late, so I was going fast.
I frequently glance away from the front so I can keep track of the traffic around me. On one such occasion, I glanced to the side to note another vehicle and glanced back to note an entire convertible top hurtling down from the sky!
Even more noteworthy, it was heading straight for my car. I managed to evade it fairly easily and it hit the ground with a terrific crash. Looking back, I saw that it was almost instantly destroyed by the cars behind me who weren't able to evade it as easily as I.
And the thing is, with all the weirdness associated with this story, the weirdest part is that I never did figure out where that darn convertible top came from. Unless they've invented some sort of convertible helicopter.
They should recall those helicopters... The tops come off...