In my relocation to Texas after the divorce I moved what was left of my collection, after the divorce sell off approx. 40 firearms, in two ways. I first drove to Texas in November 2011 in my crew cab Silverado. Handguns and modern rifles were on the floor of the rear seat, under a lot of stuff, no problems.
When my ex's and my house sold, I flew back East to get the rest of my stuff. I packed up a 17' Uhaul and headed back to Texas. Had my safe and long guns in the back. Because I had flown, I didn't have a handgun with me, should have bought one while I was there, didn't think about that, had a lot of other things on my mind.
The drive back to Texas was pretty uneventful, took two days, stayed over night at a hotel in Northern Alabama, until the second day. I got into Louisiana, down by New Orleans and had gotten on I-12, heading up to Baton Rouge. Very busy road. Now I had a pretty good load on that truck. The safe was at the back and there were two, three set, roll on tool boxes full of tools back there as well. About midway between New Orleans and Baton Rouge the back of the truck started to sway and seemed to get a bit squishy, I was in the right lane and had a blow out on the right rear , inside dual tire. I pulled over at a decent spot and hoped that I had cell service. I called the Uhaul emergency number and they said that they would have the local emergency repair man on the way. Took about an hour, a very nervous hour. I was by myself, no one stopped, just a lot of traffic passing me by. The repair truck showed up and took about an hour and a half to replace both tires on the right rear. And I was on my way, a bit over three hours late.
Only other pucker moment on that trip was when I was heading up the bridge on West I10 at Lake Charles, the truck cut off. They were working on the bridge at the time , one lane was blocked off with cones and traffic was pretty slow, and it was dark. As the truck was coasting and I was trying to figure out what to do and not block I10, I put the truck in neutral and tried starting it and it fired back up, I put it back in gear and I was on my way. The rest of the journey to Houston was spent on high alert for anything odd that this cursed Uhaul truck was going to do. I was very glad to make it to my destination that night and get out of that truck