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The other morning driving to work through the mist and wet I spun out on Route 1 in Saugus, northbound round the bend right before Kappy's. Smashed my car into the median divider - I'm fine, but my car is Fucked. Up. I was countersteering ok and I think if I had blipped the throttle just a little more I could have drifted through the curve and pulled it off. Some thumping techno music would have helped, but I was listening to NPR and you can’t do high speed maneuvers to fuckin Morning Edition. What I want is my stereo hooked into the vehicle's control system telemetry so when the car senses a spin the audio system immediately starts blasting the soundtrack to Fast & the Furious.
I was on the downhill as it curves to the right, within sight of Kappys. I ended against the left hand cement divider, facing the wrong way. It was really neat because all the cars were coming around the blind corner; there's no breakdown lane so they have to swerve out of the way to avoid hitting me. Sitting in the drivers seat and seeing a big garbage truck zoom around the bend and then frantically try to move out of the lane so as to not squish me, roared by my door by about a foot. And I'm thinking huh I probably shouldn't be sitting in here, but the cars are zooming by too close to open the door, and the passenger side door was jammed shut against the cement wall.
I suppose this was the closest I've ever come to death, where it's death from things completely out of my control, for example that garbage truck coming at me around that rainslick corner at 50mph. Felt different from situations where my death would result from my own actions, like handling firearms or rock climbing or skydiving or bungee jumping. You are quite aware that you are a mere observer to your fate, the fact of your existence is totally out of your hands, you have no influence on the outcome. It's…interesting.
I do realize that I'm the luckiest sonuvabitch ever, I’m meaning buy a lottery ticket this week dude I totally cannot lose.
I was on the downhill as it curves to the right, within sight of Kappys. I ended against the left hand cement divider, facing the wrong way. It was really neat because all the cars were coming around the blind corner; there's no breakdown lane so they have to swerve out of the way to avoid hitting me. Sitting in the drivers seat and seeing a big garbage truck zoom around the bend and then frantically try to move out of the lane so as to not squish me, roared by my door by about a foot. And I'm thinking huh I probably shouldn't be sitting in here, but the cars are zooming by too close to open the door, and the passenger side door was jammed shut against the cement wall.
I suppose this was the closest I've ever come to death, where it's death from things completely out of my control, for example that garbage truck coming at me around that rainslick corner at 50mph. Felt different from situations where my death would result from my own actions, like handling firearms or rock climbing or skydiving or bungee jumping. You are quite aware that you are a mere observer to your fate, the fact of your existence is totally out of your hands, you have no influence on the outcome. It's…interesting.
I do realize that I'm the luckiest sonuvabitch ever, I’m meaning buy a lottery ticket this week dude I totally cannot lose.
