I damn near wrecked the Batmobile today. A half second difference and I would have t-boned someone at ~40 mph.
The roads are TERRRRRRIBLE right now. It's about 35 degrees out, everything is melting and flooding the roads with chunks of ice, melt water and slush. Some ass hat, coming the opposite direction in a huge truck was riding the center line (which is loaded with slush) and threw a 5 gallon bucket's worth of shit all over my windshield. I saw it coming and switched my wipers to the fastest setting but still had ZERO visibility out of the windshield for a couple seconds. JUST as this was happening, some doucher in a hoopdy turned in front of me and bogged down in the slush, losing traction. I regained visibility just in time to stand on
the brakes, pull into the oncoming lane and go around him.
It was a butthole-puckering experience, believe me.
It went from close to 50*F yesterday to 32*F and lower in just an hour. :shock:
^ Jeeeeezzz... :| I'll bet that left you guys with some super dicked up road conditions.
Glad youre ok!!!!
Dude I bet glad you and the scoobie is alright
Thanks, me too!
Hell yeah, I saw the Batmobile's life flash before my eyes. :lol:
It did. It happened so fast, yet there was still enough time to get a sick feeling in my stomach as it was all happening.
I thank God there wasn't a car in the oncoming lane. If that had been the case, I'd have had no where to go and been
f-ed any way you look at it. After I finally calmed down, the anger really set it. Sometimes I have a hard time controlling
myself when someone does something so un-****ing-believably stupid like that truck did. Though I had no where to go
(besides slowing way down), I could see that truck coming from a little ways off, riding with the driver's side tire in the slush
line. Not only is it throwing shit EVERYWHERE, but how in the **** do you not feel the vibration through the wheel...?
Stay the **** in your own ****ing lane!!! :angry:
It really spiked my blood pressure because just one day prior, some idiot in a lifted truck was going down my street in the
neighboorhood (you shouldn't exceed 25mph at most on this street, and that's if it's good weather) at about 40mph, doing the same ****ING SHIT, riding in the slush line, and threw so much shit on my windshield--so violently--that I am surprised it didn't break. I almost flipped a U turn and chased him down....honestly. If I EVER see him do this shit again, we're going to have problems.
Okay....okay....end of rant.
A mattress? Jeeeeezuz. Recently, my boss was going down the interstate and a tractor-trailer tire retread
ripped off and was flung towards him. It cracked the windshield all the way across, cracked a section of front
bumper AND took the driver's side mirror completely off of the car. I'd say he was pretty lucky it didn't come
through the windshield.
Took a late night ride on my R6 in the country. No one out, no traffic.
Doing about 100 in the hammer lane was getting close to a suburb north of the city. For whatever reason decided to change lanes. Right after I did, I passed an 8 foot ladder lying in the lane I was just in.
I went home and fucking cried like a girl.
Took a late night ride on my R6 in the country. No one out, no traffic.
Doing about 100 in the hammer lane was getting close to a suburb north of the city. For whatever reason decided to change lanes. Right after I did, I passed an 8 foot ladder lying in the lane I was just in.
I went home and fucking cried like a girl.
First thought = holy fucking shit
Last though = :rofl:
Last sentence was funny.
Now mandatory journal for r6
No more bikes. Sold it years ago.
Seriously, shit like that makes you really look at what's important in life.