I was going to take a cab home, late last night, but there was a #21 bus coming along. I got on with one other guy. Something broke and it started making a horrendous dragging noise. I told the driver and he wasn't interested. Eventually, he asked how far I was going. He figured we could make it to Fillmore. He went and checked the tires. All intact. I offered to take a closer look and rode a few blocks with my head out the window while this rasta dude with headphones encouraged me. I couldn't really see much, but it sounded like we were dragging a large object. He decided to take the bus to the "yard". It happened to be on the way to my house. After he dropped me off, I saw a trail of sparks following the bus. Oh well. A fun ride!