Was driving to work this morning in the light snow crap, listening to old Jerry on WYSO talking about all the accidents out there, and at that precise instant, the truck slid on the iced-up (locally infamous) overpass, I lost control utterly (going 67 mph) from the middle lane, hit another driver (bashing her side door in royally), hitting the retaining wall doodad, and coming to a stop, without further ado. That was enough, though.
"No one was hurt," as Tom Hagen would say.
"No one was hurt," as Tom Hagen would say.
Still - terrifying. And now have to go through all the rigamarole of getting truck fixed, etc. I love that truck, so I hope the frame and such are alright.
Glad to be alive, though!
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