This morning I had the rather odd sensation of traveling north while my car was pointed west. I was on Gulf Rd. and had passed through the Rt 57 intersection to the bridge over the turnpike where I immediately lost it to black ice. By the time I was in the middle of the bridge I was sliding sideways completely straddling the oncoming two lanes. A pickup and car were heading directly for my passenger side and they couldn't stop either. I was literally bracing for the crash when, at the end of the bridge, I regained a little traction and was able to drive off into the empty field right there just prior to being hit. Sat for a few minutes thinking about life, went home, changed pants, went to work.
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