I usually take a similar position around persons who are clearly driving poorly. I was once driving up 301 in Virginia and a truck was driving crazy. When I gunned it to 90 to get ahead of him, before long he was doing the same - he didn't want to be PASSED. So I let him get FAR ahead of me.
I used to drive a lot of highway miles and I have seen a couple mattress accidents. I have seen an 18 wheeler cross 4 lanes of traffic and a ditch to come barreling down the highway straight towards me. I have seen a horse hit at 70-80mph. On one particular stretch of desert road going through the San Bernardino mountains I have on 3 occasions seen someone forget to make a turn and go right through the guard rails and off the side of the cliff. I have driven through a fire. Seen a line of 15-20 big rigs flipped on their side (Santa Ana winds are no joke). Seen numerous car fires, and even driven through a road on fire.
I had a flat tire once.
I saw a burned to black charcoal body.
But it was really, really flat...
It was still in a sitting position on its back on a gurney. The sheet didn't cover the arms and legs.
..and my spare was flat too.
Funny enough, i've only ever had two flat tires. One blew out in a rental car out by zyzzyx road, the spare was completely flat and this was before cell phones were really portable so I didn't bring our emergency brick on work travel. Lucky enough it was only 45 minutes or so before someone pulled over that happened to have a pump.
Boaster,,, I would be impressed if the tire was flat just on the top.
Isn't weird how tires only go flat in one place every time??
You really did grow up as a poor black child.
Its friggin uncanny, and its always the back tire on my motorcycles???
Me too. Car accident many years ago at Oaks Rd and Three Notch.
Summer 1978. Somewhere in California.
I was climbing a hill in Western MD, getting ready to pass a truck when the snow from his trailer went way up in the sky and came down on me engulfing my entire car, made the loudest noise I ever heard but I kept the wheel straight and just let off the gas, didn't brake. When I could see again I was still on the road and ok. Pulled off the next exit expecting my car to be destroyed, but not a mark on it. My underwear weren't so lucky.
Past Hagerstown you say? Be careful, there are some really retarded people up that way. If you want I can call my ex-wife and see if she's missing three sheets of drywall.