re: #114 Nerdy Fish

I was able to use my view of the center line through the driver’s side window to keep the truck in my lane around the sweeping corner until I could pull over. I was pretty proud of myself for my heads-up thinking, until my dad opened his big mouth.

I’ve never had that happen and it would be truly frightening.

The closest thing to that was that time when I went through a puddle in Alaska — the street crew had just installed a new sewer main that was underwater and all of the barriers had blown over in the storm so I had no clue what was under the water, but knew the road and that the water wasn’t deep… or so I thought. The ‘74 satellite I was driving hit the lip of the main right on the frame’s cross member, and I went into the windshield breaking my nose. The card bowed like a folding wallet, and was totaled.