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It only looked like car trouble on SR 163, near the Laurel Street bridge, in July of 1958. A newspaper reporter was dispatched to the site to pretend her car conked out.

"Sixty cars passed in five minutes and all the reporter got was a case of sunburn.... Then a male member of the newspaper staff stood by the car. His motorist-quotient appeal was even less: 70 cars went past him without stopping."

Two drivers did eventually stop -- a foreign-car mechanic and a tow-truck driver. The experiment made the front page.

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Shotgun Shela July 20, 2008 @ 11:25 a.m.

Now, here's --

car trouble on the 163

Monday, February 06, 2006

The Highway Man

according to a chinese oracle who calculated my birth and numbers, whenever i run into an issue, someone will be near to lend a hand. it's translated as "royal guest through grand gates."

i got a flat tire yesterday on the 163. so i called road side assistance. while on the phone with a very nice lady... i saw in my rearview mirror: the Ghostbuster mobile drove up. i swear. but on the front it said, "search & rescue."

i pulled my phone away from my ear, looked at it with a raised eyebrow, looked back at the mirror, a man was already walking up to me.

"Hi, i'm here to help. we'll get you on the road in no time." "what? are you asking for money?" he hands me a card with the greatest smile. "no. i do this for fun. i saw you from the other side of the highway, turned around and stopped here." "wh..what do you do this for FUN..." while the lady on the phone says, "well... it seems like you're ok..." " thanks.. i'll call you again if i need anything..." he had me hooked. "it's what i do.. i look for people like you and help them get back on the road. they call me The Highway Man." i then looked for his cape. while getting my spare on within 5 minutes, he had me standing on the hill incase some drunk didn't see us around the bend. my job was to Scream, if.

i stood there... stunt. he's been doing this for 20 years. his partner in crime, Shela, had her chin out the window just waiting patiently in her black and white blotches. his business card says, "Assisting you has been my pleasure. I ask for no payment other than for you to pass on the favor by helping someone in distress that you may encounter."

Today. i am a believer.


Shotgun Shela April 20, 2013 @ 9 p.m.

50 years later, and the physical layout of the traffic lanes here haven't been improved while the traffic flow has increased expotentionally!!

One of THE most dangerous places in San Diego for drivers! CalTrans -- when are you going to DO something about this?!


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