I'm not sure why I didn't think to post about this sooner. It actually happened two Fridays ago when I was on my way to the bar for karaoke with my friends.
I was on a regular 2-lane road, when I saw a tractor trailer in the opposite lane. It was standing still and signalling a left turn. It looked like he was waiting for me to pass, so I didn't think anything of it.
It turns out that the truck was positioned very crooked, to the point where the ass end of his trailer was in my lane. I didn't see it until I was pretty much right on top of it. I slammed on the brakes, but I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop in time. Somehow -- I have no idea how -- I managed to squeeze past it even though there wasn't much room left in my lane, or any kind of shoulder to speak of. By the time I got to the bar, I was shaking pretty badly.
I was on a regular 2-lane road, when I saw a tractor trailer in the opposite lane. It was standing still and signalling a left turn. It looked like he was waiting for me to pass, so I didn't think anything of it.
It turns out that the truck was positioned very crooked, to the point where the ass end of his trailer was in my lane. I didn't see it until I was pretty much right on top of it. I slammed on the brakes, but I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop in time. Somehow -- I have no idea how -- I managed to squeeze past it even though there wasn't much room left in my lane, or any kind of shoulder to speak of. By the time I got to the bar, I was shaking pretty badly.
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