When it comes to Fridays, Donald Campbell would rather not.
It was a Friday in 1960 on Utah's Bonneville Salt Flats when he climbed into his 4,250-h.p. Bluebird and became a helpless prisoner as the rocketing auto skidded out of control at 300 m.p.h., then literally took off and sailed nearly 1,000 ft. to crash in a pile of junk. By some miracle he escaped with minor in juries and resumed his attempts to beat the 394.2-m.p.h. record set by fellow Briton John Cobb in 1947. But understandably, Campbell became intensely superstitious. Fridays, he decided, were not his days.
Actually, hardly...
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