In nearly 40 years of driving I've only ever had one blowout but it was a dandy. It was in my '67 Dodge PU with a big block and no power steering, so it steered like a log wagon to begin with. It was summertime (no A/C either) and I was on the interstate with the driver's window down and my dog as my passenger. Without warning my RF tire explodes like a cannon sending the truck immediately over to the berm and trying to go into the ditch beyond that, which would have stood a good chance of flipping the truck. Well simultaneously as I'm busy with this, when the tire exploded, the dog had leaped over me in an attempt to exit through my window. I barely caught her with my left arm and she continued to struggle as I fought to keep the truck out of the ditch with only my right arm, the ill-steering SOB fighting me the whole time. Finally slowed to a stop, still on the berm and changed the tire.