What's the worst place you've ever broken down at?

Up in the hills in Idaho where there was no cell phone coverage. It's a funny story and I have a blog about it somewhere, but I can't get to the site where the blog is on this computer. Long story short, it was stupidity and we didn't actually need a tow.

Hi Somecowgirl! Well I sure hope it never happens to you as its no fun. It might have you laughing after but now when it happens. I broke down on the highway but in a tunnel about 500 ft before I could reach my exit. Its very noisy in a tunnel and the fumes can kill you if you stand there. I was also afraid Id get hit by a passing truck even if I had managed to park on the curb. The most fun was then the tow truck got there. He had to hook the car in the traffic. I thought for sure the truck and my car would get smashed but I guess I was lucky, nothing bad happened. Then I got to ride in the tow truck.....not a very pleasant ride.....so bouncy in there!!

Our old car has broken down so many times, I lost count. But the worst time it picked was when we were at a major highway, during rush hour. My husband and I were supposed to go at the mall. We were 10 minutes away from our destination, when the car started making these sounds. And we knew, something was about to happen. Just like what we've expected, the engine stopped and refused to start again. The cars behind us were honking at us, like crazy!And that's when I saw, a tow truck nearby. Uh-oh! I don't know why the driver of the tow truck didn't approach us but good samaritans helped us with our car. The other drivers helped push the car at the side of the road so as not to block the other cars. It was a good and lucky day for us. That time, traffic enforcers were present and will be very glad to give us a ticket. Not to mention, the presence of the tow truck, too. But we didn't get any ticket or had anymore problems. Fortunately, we reached our destination and got home, without the car acting up again.

I don't drive myself but my partner does. We have been lucky and in the four years he has been driving we have only broke down once which happened to be in the zoo car park. We had taken our three youngest there as it was my youngest son 2nd birthday, the day had been a bit of a washout as it had poured down all day and we just wanted to get in a warm car and go home to dry out. But of course the car would not start we even had another car driver try to jump start the car but this didn't work. So we had to call out the breakdown people who at first could not work out where we were. By this time everyone is leaving and the zoo is about to close so me and my daughter went over to the car park attendant and explained what had happened he was good and kept the car park open until the breakdown truck arrived. We had to be towed home then we had to call them out again as we still could not get the car started and my partner was due to catch the boat the next morning. In the end they got it going thank goodness.

My ex husband used to break down all the time. I can remember when we were driving in Canada on vacation and we ran out of gas. I used to always get into this predicament with my ex. It was so frustrating. So, here we are in Canada, dark out, and windy. We get out and are able to catch a ride in the back of a truck to the nearest gas station. That was fun! Then there was two or three times out in the desert and once in the hills in a mud bog.

I do not like the IDEA of a breakdown in any dark area, but since I've retired I'm seldom driving after dark anyways.

cant call it a breakdown but had tried to do a turn around and right back wheel went off the side and was hanging there on side of mountain with a 1,000 foot drop I couldnt get it out so walked away and left it to walk the four miles to town and get a tow .

Hi SomeCowgirl. The worst place that I've broken down was in a drive thru at a restaurant. Okay, so I didn't actually break down, but it was close enough to it as the truck I had kept stalling and I had a hell of a time starting it back up again (even with a brand new battery in it). To make matters worse I was pissed off about it and the person taking food orders heard every bit of it. But he was totally cool and was nice to me about the whole thing. Strange as it may sound the best place my car has broken down was in my driveway. Although it sucked big time that it broke down at least it happened while I was still at home. Otherwise I would have needed a tow truck to get it home and those tow truck guys can be rather costly! I'm sure there are other instances, but those are the only two that I can think of at the moment. LOL Happy mylotting!

on an old muddy dirt road in rural Georgia about 1 A.M. It was raining like hell and there was not a house around for about 5 miles. This was in the time before everyone had cell phones, so I had to walk to the nearest house and call my dad to tell him what had happened. I was not a happy camper by the time he got there to get me.

When I was younger my first car was a hand me down from my parents and was a pretty old car so it broke down several times. I did learn how to get it restarted though by opening up the hood, pulling off the carborator cap, opening up the butterfly valve and sticking a screwdriver in there. Most cars these days don't have that kind of carborator any more though. But one time I broke down on this road that had a few houses but no businesses or anything like that in close walking distance and it was a very cold snowy winter's night. That was before cell phones were something that everyone had. I had no choice but to knock on someone's door and ask to use the phone. It was Christmas time so a picked a house that had lots of lights up and looked like a family lived there. Luckily I was right, there was a nice couple with a young baby living there, and they were very concerned about me. They let me use the phone to call my dad so my dad could come and get me. I was lucky it turned out well the way it did. It could have been much worse.

One time our car broke down while we were passing our church. Some idiot apparently left something on the side of the road and it hit and punctured our tire. So, we had to end up pulling over somewhere. And guess where we landed??? At a car repair shop.. But the thing about it was that, we needed help and they did not have a tire that would fit our car. So, my husband had to call his father so that his father could go back to his house and pick up the spare tire from my sister-in-law's white van. It was very cold that day and it was getting dark outside. This was the worst place, because we could not get any help from a place that is meant to help us.

I know you are in the last stages of learning to drive and after momma says you are good to go you will get to drive with me,and I have been driving fo r several years and I have only broken down a couple times and I would say one of the worst places I have ever broken down was near the mall,and me and Jason had to push the Honda out of the middle of the road,and a cop had stopped to help us,even though I have been lost quite a few times and about broke down or about ran out of gas,or about had my cell phone die on me,I love you with all of my heart and soul.

At the end of an entrance ramp on a curve in the highway. I was in my FIL's truck with my one year old son. I did not dare to get out. I had a small child and the traffic was incredibly heavy. Being at the end of the entrance ramp was frightening too! The cars entering the highway came awfully close to rear-ending me many times as they were looking to their side to merge and not necessarily ahead of them where I was sitting. I left my hazard lights on and waited in the 85 degree heat for any kind of help to arrive (we didn't have a cell phone back then). My son's diaper was wet but because I would have had to have taken him out of his car seat to change him, and probably would have had to unbuckle myself, I really didn't want to do that since we were in such a dangerous spot and could have been hit by another vehicle at any minute. So he was miserably wet till help arrived. When a policeman did arrive (about 1 and 1/2 hours later), the officer was rather perturbed with me and didn't even want to make a phone call to my husband for me. I certainly didn't CHOOSE that spot to have a stalled truck, but he seemed to think so! Thankfully, we made it out of there safely!

It was the 60's, right after the riots in Watts (Los Angeles). My friends and I took a trip to Southern California to go to the beach and to Disneyland. I don't know how I got this lost, but we got lost in Watts, and you guessed it, the Falcon broke down. When we realised where we were (and the riots had just happened a week before), we locked all the doors. But that wasn't going to get the car started. So I jumped out and raised the hood. Believe it or not, a couple of guys helped us get the car started and we made it back to my aunt's in Anaheim with no more problems. My aunt and uncle freaked out when they found out where we had been. As dumb "kids", we just wrote it off as a heck of an adventure.

I think that the absolute worst place I ever broke down at was out in the middle of the country, late at night. My husband and I were on our way home from visiting his Dad, who lived about 45 minutes away from us. It was late at night and I was driving down a back-road going home. There was a huge dropoff on the passenger side of the road, but I wasn't worried because I had driven that road many, many times before. I was driving along and I happened to glance towards the right side of the road, towards the drop-off, and I saw my tire rolling down the hill. At the same time, I felt the vehicles front right side hit the pavement. Thankfully, I knew how to remain in control of the vehicle and we stopped perfectly alongside the road. No one was injured at all, but my poor vehicle had to be towed home. It took quite a while to even get any help because although I had my cell phone with me there was no service in that particular area. My husband instructed me to stay in the vehicle while he walked to the nearest house to ask for help. I think we were out there about an hour before a tow truck finally arrived and gave us a hand. Later on when we looked at the damage, we noticed that the stud were completely sheered off of the wheel. Although it was no fun being broke down and stuck out in the middle of nowhere late at night, we were both just very thankful that we were okay and made it home in one piece.

My car stopped once late at night in what was no the best area to be in. Fortunately I was able to find a pay phone and call a friend since no one stopped to help although one guy did stop to see if I fell asleep since it was at a red light. Did he offer to help? No.