Barcelona motorway dangers
Mar 4, 2015 21:20:03 GMT
Post by onlyMark on Mar 4, 2015 21:20:03 GMT
Mods,
I've put this here for general viewing and information but later it may well be put in the Spain boards as a more fitting place. I thought it worthy of sticking up here first though.
I thought I'd make anyone who reads this aware of a problem on the motorways near Barcelona. There have been a number of reports about cars being stopped, even by what appears to be one of the tyres being shot out somehow, and the occupants robbed. The offenders then make their getaway in stolen cars. Obviously you can't follow them because you've only three working wheels. I've read of this happening several times but never gave it much thought.
Until today.
Guess what?
I'd not long left the toll booth on the motorway this morning, in pouring rain, when I realised I had a sudden puncture in the right side rear wheel. This happened as I was slowly overtaking some cars in the right hand lane. I moved over to the hard shoulder after finding a gap in the right lane traffic and came to a stop.
I got out of the car and saw the flat tyre. I could see a rip in the sidewall. Most unusual, I thought, as it was a virtually new branded tyre and also normally sidewall damage occurs on stoney/rough roads, not on a smooth motorway.
As I was at the back of the car I was wary of the heavy traffic close by. I looked back down the road to see a car also on the hard shoulder, but just pulling away. I could have sworn blind it wasn't there when I had to move across the lanes to stop.
My brain began to tickle.
The car pulled past me and came to a stop also on the hard shoulder, now ten metres or so in front of me. I had seen, as it passed, two men inside.
I opened the rear tailgate and told my daughter, sitting in the front, to lock the doors from the inside after I close the tailgate. I rummaged quickly in my tool box and grabbed the wheel brace, which I would need anyway. As I closed the tailgate the daughter pressed the button to lock all the doors.
The two men, by this time, got out of the car and paused a second to put on their compulsory, in Spain, fluorescent jackets. I was standing by the right rear, one man came towards me, the second, suspiciously, walked into the danger area of between my car and the very close by motorway with its speeding trucks. He then walked towards the back of the car but paused first by the drivers door.
I moved then further backwards so they both stayed in front of me. I didn't want one behind me.
The following conversation took place between me and one on the men, the one nearest to me -
Him, "You have a bad wheel, yes?"
Me, "Yes"
Him, "We can help"
Me, "No thanks, I can do it, it is ok"
"But it is dangerous. The trucks."
"Yes it is but I'm fine"
"It is dangerous for the girl. The trucks might hit the car. We can take her with us."
Me - "The girl stays"
Him, "Not safe. We can help and take her"
Me, after moving the wheel brace from one hand to the other, "The girl stays"
"OK, Ok, we go"
"Yes, we are fine. You go"
They went.
My daughter told me afterwards that the man had tried the car door as he'd slipped past.
I then spent a very wet quarter of an hour changing the wheel only to be met, as I got back into the car, with thunder, lightning and torrential hail.
To top it all, the hotel I'd booked for the night was still being built it appears, so I had to go elsewhere.
I've put this here for general viewing and information but later it may well be put in the Spain boards as a more fitting place. I thought it worthy of sticking up here first though.
I thought I'd make anyone who reads this aware of a problem on the motorways near Barcelona. There have been a number of reports about cars being stopped, even by what appears to be one of the tyres being shot out somehow, and the occupants robbed. The offenders then make their getaway in stolen cars. Obviously you can't follow them because you've only three working wheels. I've read of this happening several times but never gave it much thought.
Until today.
Guess what?
I'd not long left the toll booth on the motorway this morning, in pouring rain, when I realised I had a sudden puncture in the right side rear wheel. This happened as I was slowly overtaking some cars in the right hand lane. I moved over to the hard shoulder after finding a gap in the right lane traffic and came to a stop.
I got out of the car and saw the flat tyre. I could see a rip in the sidewall. Most unusual, I thought, as it was a virtually new branded tyre and also normally sidewall damage occurs on stoney/rough roads, not on a smooth motorway.
As I was at the back of the car I was wary of the heavy traffic close by. I looked back down the road to see a car also on the hard shoulder, but just pulling away. I could have sworn blind it wasn't there when I had to move across the lanes to stop.
My brain began to tickle.
The car pulled past me and came to a stop also on the hard shoulder, now ten metres or so in front of me. I had seen, as it passed, two men inside.
I opened the rear tailgate and told my daughter, sitting in the front, to lock the doors from the inside after I close the tailgate. I rummaged quickly in my tool box and grabbed the wheel brace, which I would need anyway. As I closed the tailgate the daughter pressed the button to lock all the doors.
The two men, by this time, got out of the car and paused a second to put on their compulsory, in Spain, fluorescent jackets. I was standing by the right rear, one man came towards me, the second, suspiciously, walked into the danger area of between my car and the very close by motorway with its speeding trucks. He then walked towards the back of the car but paused first by the drivers door.
I moved then further backwards so they both stayed in front of me. I didn't want one behind me.
The following conversation took place between me and one on the men, the one nearest to me -
Him, "You have a bad wheel, yes?"
Me, "Yes"
Him, "We can help"
Me, "No thanks, I can do it, it is ok"
"But it is dangerous. The trucks."
"Yes it is but I'm fine"
"It is dangerous for the girl. The trucks might hit the car. We can take her with us."
Me - "The girl stays"
Him, "Not safe. We can help and take her"
Me, after moving the wheel brace from one hand to the other, "The girl stays"
"OK, Ok, we go"
"Yes, we are fine. You go"
They went.
My daughter told me afterwards that the man had tried the car door as he'd slipped past.
I then spent a very wet quarter of an hour changing the wheel only to be met, as I got back into the car, with thunder, lightning and torrential hail.
To top it all, the hotel I'd booked for the night was still being built it appears, so I had to go elsewhere.