I was pulling out of work and merging with traffic when the whole car exploded!
I slapped the kill switches and pointed it towards where I thought the curb would be. The smoke was so thick that I couldn't see the steering wheel much less anything else!
The guys at work saw it from 100 yards away and totally freaked.
My first thought was that the battery in the trunk exploded. The second thought was that all my work for the Power Tour was wasted.
I got the car stopped and got out. That's when I tasted it. The smoke. It's not smoke. It's powder.
My friggin 10 pound dry powder fire extinguisher blew. It's been behind the driver's seat for two years and picked today to blow it's top.
Scared the ever-lovin blue-eyed chit outta me.
I've got yellow/white powder all over the inside and outside of the car. I doubt my shop vac will ever be able to get all that crap outta there.
I'm picking up a new extinguisher tomorrow. I don't like the idea of not having one in the car.


We are brothers and sisters doing time on the planet for better or worse. I'll take the better, if you don't mind.
- Stu Harmon