Sarah and I rarely argue.  It’s one of the many awesome things about our relationship.  When we do argue however, it usually involves something like moving furniture, assembling furniture, and/or the laws of physics/gravity/thermodynamics.

I don’t even remember the origins of this particular argument, but somehow or another I began talking about the greatness of Knight Rider.  Don’t get  me wrong, I’m not saying that Knight Rider is the be-all-end-all of 80′s action television, (that honor belongs to the A-Team,) but who can deny the beauty of a black Pontiac Trans Am with a nifty red light bobbing back and forth on the front end?!

At any rate, we began discussing whether or not it was physically possible to drive a car up onto a semi-trailer while in motion on the freeway.  While I won’t divulge the specific nature of the arguments for or against, let’s just say I was adamant in my belief that it was  possible, that KITT roaring up onto the trailer was not just some 80′s television special effect.  Sarah doubted my belief (along with my taste in action television).

We argued the physics of it to no avail and for many months could not speak of it without the underlying tension rearing its ugly head. What were we to do short of actually locating a semi-truck and persuading its swarthy driver to let us send our modest sedan careening toward it at high speeds?  The debate remained unsettled.

I remained a believer, Sarah the apostate.

Last night I located this clip provided by the miracle men of MythBusters:

Thank you MythBusters.  You saved my marriage.

- zack -