A Drivers Tale.

Ok. I’m writing this so I am not dead. But an inch and a second is all the difference there was between life and death. Here are a few details: Picture a straight 2 lane road in Waukulla County. I am traveling south at 50mph with no traffic in my lane ahead of me. Traveling north is a line of cars. Three down from the lead northbound car a guy (wait, you’ll see) in a blue sedan pulls out and tries to pass all three cars ahead of him. He doesn’t have the power to make it. Meanwhile I see that I am closing with the north bound car too fast for the passer to make it. I slow down and begin to move right to give the passer room to pass on my left. The north bound car does the same. The guy now has enough room to pass. We have effectively turned the road into a tight 3 lanes. But, as I move right, the passer moves to his left and keeps heading directly at my grill. Time to make a decision by someone; I put two wheels onto the shoulder making more room in the middle for the guy to pass. The northbound car does the same. Plenty of room now to complete the pass, but the guy keeps coming straight at me. At the last possible second I debate swerving right, but I remember that that is the best way to lose control of the vehicle. In that same instant the asshole in the blue car (oops, did I give way to angst?) swerves hard to his left and passes me in the ditch on my right, slides sideways, spins and ends up back end up a bank. I see his face as he passes. He is laughing. He passed me by INCHES!!!! If I had moved even slightly right -----
What is the point of this tale? It’s really simple: never forget to tell those you love that you love them, and live every day like it is your last. Yesterday it almost was, and who knows about today?
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