This tale comes from my sister.
BG: At the time (about 10 years ago) my sister was the main driver of our 1985 Jeep Cherokee, which my dad bought new and still owns and operates it. She was heavily involved in a church at the time and her friend, A, was equally devoted and was the sort of person to never utter a curse or unkind word for any reason.
The naming of the handles:
Driving down the freeway with A in the passanger seat, my sister encountered a prison bus (the school bus painted white kind) in the middle lane going rather slow, and since the Jeep isn't quite capable of getting up to speed to pass in the left lane (We call it The Heffer for a reason), she moved to the right lane, which was open at the time to maintain her speed.
As she was about halfway past the prison bus, the driver of the bus decided it was time to move to the right as well, not by signalling, but by changing lanes without warning and without looking well enough to see the bright white Jeep that was occurying that space.
As the road was the kind that had two feet of shoulder before sloping downwards into dirt, my sister could only dodge to the side so far before her only choice was the slam on the brakes to avoid diving into the ditch.
Jeep Cherokees have a strong tendancy to fish-tail, esepcially when not carrying any load, and not only did the car fish-tail, but it spun out, a full 540 degrees.
Amid this, my sister'd friend, A, latched onto the little handle just above the door, typically used to help getting in and out of the car, and, despite her usual gentle language tendancy, screamed 'OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT!'
Thankfully, the traffic behind them was far enough back to come to a stop before reaching my sister, whom was now facing the wrong way. She was able to turn around and continue onward. The bus driver apperantly realized what had happened, as it was pulled over a short ways down the road, but since no damage was done (Physically, anyway), she just drove past.
My sister tells me that hearing A scream profanity like that was more shocking than the spin-out, hence why we call any handle beside a car door the 'Oh Shit Handles'
BG: At the time (about 10 years ago) my sister was the main driver of our 1985 Jeep Cherokee, which my dad bought new and still owns and operates it. She was heavily involved in a church at the time and her friend, A, was equally devoted and was the sort of person to never utter a curse or unkind word for any reason.
The naming of the handles:
Driving down the freeway with A in the passanger seat, my sister encountered a prison bus (the school bus painted white kind) in the middle lane going rather slow, and since the Jeep isn't quite capable of getting up to speed to pass in the left lane (We call it The Heffer for a reason), she moved to the right lane, which was open at the time to maintain her speed.
As she was about halfway past the prison bus, the driver of the bus decided it was time to move to the right as well, not by signalling, but by changing lanes without warning and without looking well enough to see the bright white Jeep that was occurying that space.
As the road was the kind that had two feet of shoulder before sloping downwards into dirt, my sister could only dodge to the side so far before her only choice was the slam on the brakes to avoid diving into the ditch.
Jeep Cherokees have a strong tendancy to fish-tail, esepcially when not carrying any load, and not only did the car fish-tail, but it spun out, a full 540 degrees.
Amid this, my sister'd friend, A, latched onto the little handle just above the door, typically used to help getting in and out of the car, and, despite her usual gentle language tendancy, screamed 'OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT!'
Thankfully, the traffic behind them was far enough back to come to a stop before reaching my sister, whom was now facing the wrong way. She was able to turn around and continue onward. The bus driver apperantly realized what had happened, as it was pulled over a short ways down the road, but since no damage was done (Physically, anyway), she just drove past.
My sister tells me that hearing A scream profanity like that was more shocking than the spin-out, hence why we call any handle beside a car door the 'Oh Shit Handles'
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