When stopping to take this photo, a brake line on my truck blew.
If I hadn't stopped for this photo, the next stop would have been at the intersection of a major US Highway a couple miles ahead. I would have either plowed into another car, or through an intersection. Either way, badness.
Moral of story? Always stop and smell the roses. It might just save your life.
(Taken along CR232 in western Alachua county -- this stretch of road was one of the reasons I fell in love with the area over a decade before I eventually moved up here)