Baby and I are on our way to a party out in the woods, and we are anxious to get there.  Baby stops when I think I see someone in the distance, but her Malibu dies without any warning signal.  By the time she gets it started, I am spooked and ready to get the hell out of there.  Baby isn’t paying attention to where she’s going, and she buries her front right tire in a huge pothole that immobilizes us.  Something spooks us and we jump out of her car and run back towards the way we came.