Hi, all. Well, although I haven’t gotten into any distraction-disasters per-se, I suppose that I could share with you a little story involving the closest i’ve gotten to distracted driving.
Last year, in the winter, there was a big concert going on with big names in the metal and punk scenes; and it took place on the night of last year’s intense blizzard. Like the doofus kid I am, I put my own safety in the back seat and drove to the event.
On the way back, things were HORRID. I was driving through back-roads that were unpaved; my wheels constantly treading through 4 inches of snowy slipperiness.
I was driving slowly enough, right? I was doing about 30mph in a 40; thank god there were no tailgating idiots behind me. As the snow pummeled my windshield, my brights the only thing lighting the way, I figured that I would be fine; that is, until I hit THE BIG CURVE.
I was doing 30 mph down a snow-covered back road that I did not know, and out of nowhere, I hit a sharp, SHARP curve; my car slid into it as I freaked out, yanking my steering wheel all the way to the right. My front and back right wheels GOT ONTO THE CURB as I made this massive turn, and I was fortunate enough to get those two wheels back onto the road where they belonged.
I took a breather, until I realized; …“I’M HEADED DIRECTLY FOR A HOUSE!!”
I freaked out once more and turned the wheel all the way to the left; the car responded accordingly, and I was headed directly towards another house. About 3 drastic, all-the-way-turns of the wheel later, I finally managed to pull to a halt in the middle of the road, the only remains of the incident being the obnoxious snow-tracks behind me. I thank my lucky stars I didn’t destroy my car, or even worse, someone’s house! Goddamn!
The moral of the story, even if George Carlin came back from the dead and performed in your area on a day of a big blizzard, DO NOT GO, heh!