My worst-ever skid was a full doughnut on Highway 15 just outside the gates of Vimy Barracks in Kingston, Ontario. I was driving a Datsun F10 — dreadful car — with inadequate tires, and it was almost midnight on a Sunday in January 1982. I still don’t know why the car stayed upright. Lucky for me there was no on-coming traffic, or I’d be dead.