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I had a Monte Carlo when I was in high school and one day when I was getting ready for work, my dad vacuumed the interior for me. So I leave for work and see my friend ahead on the road (a back country road with no one around) and so I floor it to catch up to her. I had the car for maybe a month and was still in the "I have a cool car let's be reckless with it" phase. So we are approaching a stop sign, I finally pass her and try and hit my brakes. The pedal doesn't budge. I fly through the stop sign doing eighty something and finally manage to smash my brake pedal to the floor. I'm shaken, I pull over... dad had forgotten one of the attachments for the vacuum in the car and it had lodged under my brake pedal.
Scariest thing that has ever happened to me. I drove fifteen miles an hour the rest of the way to work, lol.
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