Narrowly Escaping a Wreck on My Drive to Work
Other than the lighter traffic, this morning’s drive to work was typical. At first.
Sometimes Traffic is Better
Cars move slower in traffic. Unless you’re right on the bumper of the person in front of you, the crawling speed gives you more reaction time.
When you’re at a standstill, you’re not going to run into anybody.
Light traffic meant we were all cruising along at a fast pace. Nobody was speeding, but we were moving just below the speed limit.
There was this one lady who got on my tail until I passed the car in the middle lane and then moved over allowing her to pass. Twice.
I have no idea how she ended up on my bumper a second time, but it happened twice. It was like déjà vu.
I have no idea how she ended up behind me a second time, but the same lady did it twice. It was like déjà vu.
Did you feel it too?
I’m not too proud to go for the cheap laugh.
Then There was the U-Haul Truck
I just finished Jon Acuff’s Finish. Twice. I listened to the audiobook and still had eight days left before it was due back at the Ft. Worth Virtual Library, so I listened to it again.
It’s that good. And I like laughing. And I apparently like tagging Jon Acuff.
In Finish, Acuff jokes about how it’s too easy to rent a U-Haul truck. You can have zero experience behind the wheel of a big rig, drive up to the rental lot in your Honda Fit (Jon may have said Civic) and get access to a 25,000 lb vehicle.
I laughed to myself about that as I let Ms. Déjà Vu pass again, then switched left one lane to pass the U-Haul truck in front of me.
BTW, Jon, if you’re reading, I don’t blame you for my near-death experience. It was a complete coincidence. I’m almost 87% sure.
Debris on the Exit Lane
The U-Haul was in the third lane. To its right were the second and first lanes (not necessarily in that order) and the approaching exit lane.
As I passed the truck (I’m in the fourth lane) I saw a cloud of dust and debris fly up in the exit lane. It was three lanes over and traffic was light, so I continued to pass.
I’m a Former Cyclist
I always look back before I switch lanes. I do not trust my mirrors. I also want to stretch my neck. Before I started to switch lanes, I turned my head around to my left to make sure the fourth lane was clear. I got a pretty good stretch too.
At that instant, I didn’t notice that I noticed the two lanes after that, the entrance to the toll road, were also clear. Looking back on it now, though (no pun intended), the lanes were clear.
Are puns really ever not intended?
When I got about halfway past the U-Haul it suddenly swerved towards me.
No time to honk. No time to look.
I swerved left away from the truck and into the fourth lane. I reacted quickly. Like a cat. I hope you’re as impressed as I am by my lighting reflexes!
How to Save a Life
Are you equally impressed by my The Fray reference? If not equally impressed, are you emo-ly impressed?
I won’t claim that Finish saved my life this morning. Although, I was wide awake after several laughs as well as highly aware of U-Haul trucks and Canadian geese. It would not have been surprised if one of the ganders looked huskier than the others.
If Mr. Acuff wants to use my harrowing tale as an overly dramatic promo for his book, I won’t say that Finish didn’t save my life this morning.
I’m Just Kidding About My Cat-Like Reflexes
I’m grateful that the lane was clear.
I have no idea what the U-Haul driver swerved to avoid. Maybe he was listening to someone else’s audiobook and wanted to fast-forward because his book wasn’t hilarious and chock full of practical, effective and easily-applied advice. Maybe messing with his phone caused the driver to swerve into my lane. That other author almost killed us both.
Shouldn’t Siri know when we’re bored and fast forward for us?
Whatever the reason, I had to react quickly. Too quickly.
I’m grateful that the lane was clear!