02-15-2021, 01:04 AM
Don’t know if it’s the most dangerous, but certainly not the smartest.
Driving too fast down a (thankfully) paved 2-lane county road with bar ditches on each side and suddenly recalling that the right-hand turn right in front of me was a 90 degree, 20 mph turn and not a curve. I hit the brakes and found they didn’t grab. The car slewed around, and at that moment I realized that trying to control the spin would end badly. I whipped the wheel to finish the 180, and I found myself going backwards. Had I hit the bar ditch at my now rear at least my head would have been cushioned by the headrest. I don’t think I was wearing my seatbelt. Fortunately the car stopped before hitting said bar ditch. No damages done and so I never had to admit to it.
During my (high school) senior trip we went to one of the reservoirs around here. A friend and I decided to swim across an arm of the reservoir to a stone fort on the other side, never mind the boats speeding through there. I did grab a life jacket I towed behind me in case I got tired. Made it across only to realize that I had the return trip to make. Nothing like floating around with your arm waving in the air hoping someone will see you before it’s too late.
The one and only time I drove while intoxicated. Never again, as it scared the crap out of me.
When I was younger I would drive anywhere at anytime, with never a thought about what could happen if the car broke down and refused to move. Yeah, the fearlessness of youth.
Driving too fast down a (thankfully) paved 2-lane county road with bar ditches on each side and suddenly recalling that the right-hand turn right in front of me was a 90 degree, 20 mph turn and not a curve. I hit the brakes and found they didn’t grab. The car slewed around, and at that moment I realized that trying to control the spin would end badly. I whipped the wheel to finish the 180, and I found myself going backwards. Had I hit the bar ditch at my now rear at least my head would have been cushioned by the headrest. I don’t think I was wearing my seatbelt. Fortunately the car stopped before hitting said bar ditch. No damages done and so I never had to admit to it.
During my (high school) senior trip we went to one of the reservoirs around here. A friend and I decided to swim across an arm of the reservoir to a stone fort on the other side, never mind the boats speeding through there. I did grab a life jacket I towed behind me in case I got tired. Made it across only to realize that I had the return trip to make. Nothing like floating around with your arm waving in the air hoping someone will see you before it’s too late.
The one and only time I drove while intoxicated. Never again, as it scared the crap out of me.
When I was younger I would drive anywhere at anytime, with never a thought about what could happen if the car broke down and refused to move. Yeah, the fearlessness of youth.