My story
We had a smashfest down at Mandurah last night, which me, Mic, Quetz and Cubed went to. It was a fun day, where we played smash, Wario Ware, Wii Sports etc. We leave about 12:45 or so, on our way home, expecting to get home by 2 if I'm lucky. This car overtakes us in the right lane, so we can't put our high beams on. Then, Mic says "Kangaroo!" Just after he says it, I see the roo in the middle of the lane, and before I even have the chance to brake, the roo is under the car.
Not cute >_<
We pull over shortly after to see if there was any damage to the car. The number plate looks like the only thing damaged, but there appears to be some sort of liquid on the front of the car. We then notice that coolant is leaking out of the front of the car. The impact had punctured a hole in the radiator pipe in the front of the engine, which basically meant that if we tried to go anywhere we'd lose all the coolant and overheat.
So here's us, on the side of a country-ish road, 1am in the morning broken down. Woot.
I call the RAC, because I get something like 2 free tows within 100kms from home, which I was. The lady on the other end says that my particular coverage doesn't cover running into animals, as that is an insurance thing. She then puts me through to the towing company, who says that a tow truck will get to us in about 15 minutes. He also says that the tow will cost $350. I thought "Ok, fair enough, it is a long way" but then he asks how many of us were in the car. Since there was 4 of us, we wouldn't fit in the tow trucks cab. This left Cubed calling his dad after 1am to wake him up and apologise profusely in between getting him to pick him and Quetz up and take them back to his grandparents where his Cubed's car was.
Ok, so the truck driver gets there about 10 minutes after Cubed called his dad, and guess what? The truck is a dual-cabby or whatever they're called... the one with enough room for 5 passengers. We all decide not to tell Cubed's dad that it was a dual cabbed truck, and we drive up to the nearest service station to make it an easier land mark for Cubed's dad to find. We left them there, parting words being 'Dont get *****!' and headed off in the tow truck.
So, all's good now right? Well, on our way back from Mandurah in the truck, these other Roos jumped out in front of the truck, but luckily we were going quite slow due to roundabouts before the freeway, and the driver honked them off the road. It was then completely uneventful until we'd gotten onto Roe Highway. We hadn't even made it past Nicholson Road, when the driver says 'Talk about drama' and pulls over to the side of the road.
The tow truck had started overheating.
We waited for it to cooldown while the driver attempted to work the stupid contraption they had which allowed you to lift the passenger side seats and get to the engine. After not managing it, he decides we should just soldier on, and we all climb in and head off again. We get maybe 100 metres before he says "Nup" and we pull over again, due to the overheating. He keeps trying to get this mechanism open, so me and mic head to the boot of my car to see if I have anything that could help. Not long after that, we hear a crack! noise and then "Aw ****". The driver's torch which he was using to look at the contraption had just fallen out of the cab and broken on the ground.
We drive on again, and get about 1 or 2 kms down the road before he pulls over again. This time he uses this red light torch thing he plugs into his cigarette lighter which isn't bright at all, and he manages to get the contraption open to look at the engine. After inspecting a couple of things, he mutters something along the lines of "Well thats good, except I dont have any water to put in". So we head off again, seeing how far we can get, and I suggest maybe putting the heating on, to take the heat off the engine. He tries that, and the heat gauge starts to lower. He then fiddles with the heating some more, and turns on the air conditioning, then back off again. Lo and behold, the heat somehow levels off.
The rest of the drive home was uneventful, once we get home my mum gives the guy the money (which I have a feeling I'll be paying for later), and we give him some water to put in his engine/coolant thing or whatever. (yeah I know cars >_>)
This wasn't anywhere near as traumatizing as Jon's experience a while back, but still... I thought I'd tell everyone how bad my luck was 0_o