Was driiving home last night around 10. I have a trip about 40 miles one way, and it was raining pretty heavily. Not so much that I was looking around for the old man collecting animals, but still pretty good. I was driving behind an 18-wheeler with a flatbed trailer, who was in the center lane of three, and I wanted to pass him. Guy was weaving back and forth in his lane a bit (this becomes significant).
It would have been easier to pass him on the right, but that's not legal in this state, not to mention the truckers don't like it because they can't see you coming, so I went in the left lane. Had to push my wipers to high speed to deal with all the spray coming off his tires. I come up to the crest of a hill, and just over the top I see a car sitting in my lane, spun out with his nose against the median and his ass sticking out at a 225° angle.
I hit the brakes (not hard enough to trigger the ABS, fortunately) and dove to the right. Didn't even think about it. In retrospect, my reflexes decided they'd rather sideswipe a truck doing the same 60 mph as I am, than hit a stationary target at the same 60mph, right? Fortunately for me, that was the moment the truck decided to weave to the right, so I missed both of them by inches. I thought for sure I was gonna wipe out the left side of my car. No idea how I survived that without a scratch. Took about five miles before my breathing slowed to normal...
I slowed down to about 50 for the rest of the trip. You only need to hit me over the head once to get my attention.
It would have been easier to pass him on the right, but that's not legal in this state, not to mention the truckers don't like it because they can't see you coming, so I went in the left lane. Had to push my wipers to high speed to deal with all the spray coming off his tires. I come up to the crest of a hill, and just over the top I see a car sitting in my lane, spun out with his nose against the median and his ass sticking out at a 225° angle.
I hit the brakes (not hard enough to trigger the ABS, fortunately) and dove to the right. Didn't even think about it. In retrospect, my reflexes decided they'd rather sideswipe a truck doing the same 60 mph as I am, than hit a stationary target at the same 60mph, right? Fortunately for me, that was the moment the truck decided to weave to the right, so I missed both of them by inches. I thought for sure I was gonna wipe out the left side of my car. No idea how I survived that without a scratch. Took about five miles before my breathing slowed to normal...
I slowed down to about 50 for the rest of the trip. You only need to hit me over the head once to get my attention.
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