A missing cotter pin almost wrecked my brand new car recently. I was driving from Ehrenberg, Arizona to Durango, Colorado with a rest stop in Kingman, Arizona. I rested from 6PM to 1:30AM and then hit the road again. After refueling in Flagstaff, I headed across the Indian Reservation. Making a pit stop beside the road for my dog Raleigh, I saw a very frightening thing. Fortunately by then, it was just light enough to see things. For some reason, I just happened to glace at the tow bars that pull my car. I noticed one of the pins had almost worked itself free because the