So we got over 6inches of snow today, starting around 2pm and on into 11PM at night. The main road I had to travel before hitting the highway still had 6inches in most places, except for pieces of lanes cleared here and there. Speed is 40, but most of us (the dozen or so on the road) were going 20 or less and giving each-other plenty of personal space.
Enter big white pick-up truck.
The guy cruises by me in the lane to my right that everyone is avoided because it hasn't been plowed yet. As he passes me uncomfortably close he's fishtailing all over the place, but keeping-up at about 35 or so. He hits the brakes at the intersection, but fishtails on-through. He then picks-up even more speed going down a hill, fishtailing the whole way; I see him braking, but it ain't slowing him down. He passes people every chance he gets, fishtailing the whole way and making them move-over for safety's sake, until I turned to get onto the highway.
I fully expect to see a photo of his crumpled truck in the paper tomorrow...
Enter big white pick-up truck.
The guy cruises by me in the lane to my right that everyone is avoided because it hasn't been plowed yet. As he passes me uncomfortably close he's fishtailing all over the place, but keeping-up at about 35 or so. He hits the brakes at the intersection, but fishtails on-through. He then picks-up even more speed going down a hill, fishtailing the whole way; I see him braking, but it ain't slowing him down. He passes people every chance he gets, fishtailing the whole way and making them move-over for safety's sake, until I turned to get onto the highway.
I fully expect to see a photo of his crumpled truck in the paper tomorrow...
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