Man, this topic hits close to home. I was out in my '89 Mustang GT, just a backroad cruise on a damp morning. Came into a long, sweeping right-hander a little too hot, and the back end just stepped out. It wasn’t a gentle slide it was full-on snap oversteer. For a second, I was staring right at the guardrail. A quick counter-steer and a prayer to the car gods got it back in line, but my heart was in my throat. It was a harsh reminder that even familiar cars can bite when conditions aren’t perfect. Anyone else have a close call that made you respect your ride a whole lot more?