Well let’s see - there was that time when I was 17 and I fell asleep in the fast lane on a freeway in SoCal, I woke up when my wheel bounced me off the center divider, which caused the very full ashtray to explode in a huge ash and butt plume, and I somehow gained control of the car (my mom’s!), pulled off the freeway at the next exit, got out expecting to see the driver’s side smashed up and….nothing. Not a scratch. Pretty close to dying, and pretty damn lucky I didn’t. Was wide awake the rest of the hour drive home. But had to explain why the front seats were covered in ash and butts the next day.