Driving to work on slippery roads:
A freezing fog and drizzle has coated every surface in a glaze of ice.
Everything in the muted early morning light was coated in a shimmer of ice as I made my way steadily along the slippery highway. It made the world pretty and dangerous all at once.
In the distance I spotted the telltale sight of the red glow of unmoving taillights and the flashing of the tow truck. There was no doubt an accident lay ahead. The only questions were how bad would it be and how long the delay.
At last I came upon the scene and coasted by on the clear highway, and the only thing I could mutter was, “How the hell did he end up there?!” as I took note of the single car sitting some distance into the farmer’s field beyond the wide span of ditch and the puzzled look of the tow truck driver.
Surviving the confusion of the truck stop corner down the road, crossing the highway that encircles the city like a snare, and continuing on up another stretch of glazed highway approaching the city, my attention was draw to the sight ahead of me.
After a long stretch of open road a car was taking advantage of the clear road to do a full u-turn.
Driving well below the posted limit, I soon found myself following that car as it cavorted and careened all over the road for some distance. I kept well back of the driver who was obviously either drunk or texting and unable to drive straighter than a one winged fly might buzz across the floor. I cringed when the car nearly side-swiped a car in the oncoming traffic lane and sighed with relief that there was a long clear stretch of road in that neighboring lane after that.
Twin beams of lights approached, one set behind the other, a stream of traffic coming, and despite that long stretch of empty road the driver behind me waited for those lights to close the gap before making his move. I looked in my rear view mirror in shock as the truck behind pulled out into the quickly narrowing piece of road, headlights bearing down on headlights. I don’t know why I should be shocked; it’s a scene I’ve seen all too many times on the roads. Perhaps it’s that feeling of helplessness at the inevitable, when you see something bad coming and know you can do nothing to stop it. I braked despite the icy road conditions, slowing down. If this guy wanted to kill himself I didn’t want to get caught up in it.
I cursed as the black hulk sped past me, “Are you fucking kidding me?! Are you nuts?!”
I watched mutely as he swerved and the truck barely managed to squeeze back into our lane before causing a pileup of twisted metal and mangled plastic. Surprisingly he didn’t spin out on the slick surface and we all continued on our treacherous way.
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It’s not difficult at all. This link will explain how. And on WordPress you have the option of free or paying for the blog.
http://www.theminimalists.com/how-to-set-up-a-wordpress-blog/
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