Uh-oh!

Two weekends ago, David and I decided to do some work on our house, so we had to run down the street to my parents' house to borrow a few tools.  Mind you, they only live 2 streets away.  We decided to take David's car since it's bigger, and his car is bigger than mine.  This was VERY  un ordinary, since we NEVER take his car and we ALWAYS take mine places.  On the way, the car made a VERY loud, disturbing noise.  I told David to turn the car off immediately.  It felt like something fell out the bottom of the car.  He turned it off, we both got out, and everything looked okay.  Since we were on my parents' street,  I called my dad to come take a look.  He came over and had David start the car.  By this time it sounded fine, so my dad told him to try and drive it.  After about 1 full wheel rotation it made the horrible noise again, so my dad told him to stop.  When we looked at the car again, the wheel was off.  It looked like the picture.  Come to find out (after it was towed), the A-arm snapped and the wheel basically became unattached from the car.  While it was really funny at the moment, I continually thanked God that David was not on the freeway.  He drives 108 miles a day on the freeway.  Had this all taken place a few hours earlier or a few hours later, it could have been disastrous.  The mechanic said the wheel would have flown off and the car would have be uncontrollable.  Thank you GOD!!!  for keeping my husband, and fellow drivers safe.