In honor of Halloween I thought I’d share a scary incident from when I was in college. This experience really freaked me out and to this day I’m not totally sure what really happened. I was probably around 20 years old and commuting from home to college. My car at the time had a busted flywheel. If you know anything about flywheels you know that each time I tried to start my car it would make this horrific, loud grinding noise that could be heard down half a block. Sometimes it would take 10-20 attempts to get my car started.