No offence to my American friends, but when I was growing up I would hear many 'only in America" type stories like this - usually of someone dying doing something stupid (don't get me wrong, there are plenty of fucking idiots in Oz, too).
There were too many for me to take them seriously...until...
A few years after I left school, a friend moved to Atlanta. Within a week she told me about a guy who was moving to another town and, since he didn't have enough rope couldn't tie down all his gear. With a large mattress on a trailer behind his car, and no rope to hold it down, he decided to lie on it to hold it in place.
Driving down the highway, at high speed, the wind lifted the mattress, guy and all, on it fell onto the highway.
He apparently survived hitting the road, but not the big rig that was behind his car.
There were too many for me to take them seriously...until...
A few years after I left school, a friend moved to Atlanta. Within a week she told me about a guy who was moving to another town and, since he didn't have enough rope couldn't tie down all his gear. With a large mattress on a trailer behind his car, and no rope to hold it down, he decided to lie on it to hold it in place.
Driving down the highway, at high speed, the wind lifted the mattress, guy and all, on it fell onto the highway.
He apparently survived hitting the road, but not the big rig that was behind his car.
Playing Cluedo with my mum while I was at Uni:
"You did WHAT? With WHO? WHERE???"
