Snowbank
Written on Friday, February 16, 2007 by Jessica
On a curvy stretch of road this morning, I spun the car around 450 degrees and planted it in a snowbank. (Disclosure: Seth was not in the car.)
It happened pretty fast, but I had enough time to form several thoughts though: "Too fast. I hope the car doesn't flip when I hit the snowbank. *WHAM*/*CRASH* Did a window just shatter? [Still spinning.] *THUD* [Car comes to rest.] Shit." It then occurred to me that Baby's Daddy was ice fishing and would be very unhappy about having to drive down to get me out.
I got out of the car and looked as the road. It had a slimy coating of snow and salt and dirt. Slippery stuff. You can't see it, but I should've know better. The car's nose was in a snowbank. The ass end was hanging out well into the lane. My situation had actually been better while I was still spinning. Now I was in danger of being hit by other cars. In fact, I nearly did cause an accident because one car slowed down and the SUV behind him nearly hit him while spinning a 180.
A minivan full of skiers stopped. A dad and three teen boys jumped out to push. Then a pickup with a couple of guys stopped to offer a tow rope. My heroes.
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At least you are okay, I am glad that you got out of it safe and sound. These weather conditions make it such a mess to drive in!
Considering how fast I was driving, this wasn't so bad.
One of these days I'll have to tell the story about when I went into the ditch with my grandma in the car.
WOW, scary stuff! I bet your heart was going, "THUMPA, THUMPA, THUMPA!"
Glad you're ok.
Thx.
It turns out I really buggered up my car, though. Sigh.
I've written a new post to detail the carnage.
Holy cats! Thank goodness you are okay and it wasn't any worse.
Aren't those Good Samaritans nice? They've rescued me from the ditch twice, given me a ride when I was out of gas and drove me back to my car after I was lost turkey hunting.
I love Good Samaritans and always try to be one myself.