Not that that comes as much of a surprise...
Couldn't find my phone. Took it with me when I went to town this morning. I know I had it when I got home because I called a guy to tell him he'd left his keys in my truck.
Washed the Vette and touched up a couple of spots, decided to go for a ride. Left, got a ways from home and said "Dammit, I forgot my phone" but I wasn't about to go back.
So now I'm hunting high and low and not a sign of it anywhere. Called it, can't hear it ringing anywhere. Da fuq?
On a whim, googled up "find my phone" and, since it's Android and has google on it, it popped right up. About a mile from the house. I immediately knew what had happened:
1. Getting in and out of the Vette requires some gymnastics and I sometimes lay the phone on the back deck until I wiggle into the cockpit.
2. The location Google showed me was on the first of 3 90° uphill corners that were MADE for taking quickly on a bike or in a well-handling car. I always lean on it a bit through those corners.
Sure as shit, I left the phone on the back deck of the car and when I was barreling ass through that first corner, it went shooting off the freshly waxed deck and into a parking lot.
How it laid there for several hours without getting run over or picked up, I'll never know.
Couldn't find my phone. Took it with me when I went to town this morning. I know I had it when I got home because I called a guy to tell him he'd left his keys in my truck.
Washed the Vette and touched up a couple of spots, decided to go for a ride. Left, got a ways from home and said "Dammit, I forgot my phone" but I wasn't about to go back.
So now I'm hunting high and low and not a sign of it anywhere. Called it, can't hear it ringing anywhere. Da fuq?
On a whim, googled up "find my phone" and, since it's Android and has google on it, it popped right up. About a mile from the house. I immediately knew what had happened:
1. Getting in and out of the Vette requires some gymnastics and I sometimes lay the phone on the back deck until I wiggle into the cockpit.
2. The location Google showed me was on the first of 3 90° uphill corners that were MADE for taking quickly on a bike or in a well-handling car. I always lean on it a bit through those corners.
Sure as shit, I left the phone on the back deck of the car and when I was barreling ass through that first corner, it went shooting off the freshly waxed deck and into a parking lot.
How it laid there for several hours without getting run over or picked up, I'll never know.