Very fast. So fast that the bus left the wheel behind

Only in Singara Chennai. During my seven years of madras monkey business I traveled by hanging onto a window rail with my left hand small finger like a gibbon. Never once did I have the privilege of seeing a wheel coming off, or even a screw popping out. Although, once the axle connecting the back wheels snapped and I sort of laid on the rails at a degree and grinned at those profusely sweating and praying for their lives inside the bus. Glory days in homeland...