Last night two young girls experimenting with alcohol hit me a glancing blow from behind at 100 MPH. I was going 60 MPH and managed to stay in control and get off on the shoulder. They passed me sideways and rolled the car 2 or 3 times (sparks and fire) before coming to rest upright in the median strip as a couple of 18 wheelers went between us.
They peeled the bed of my pickup open like a sardine can. A thousand pounds of scuba tanks and the weight of the pickup was likely what kept me on the road. Probably would have been very different in a compact car. Estimate is 3 weeks to fix my pickup, good as new. Probably won't be giving up the pickup anytime soon.
In case you're wondering, the girls walked away with only scratches. When last I saw them, a very nice FL Hiway Patrol officer was giving them a lift to the police station for a date with Mr Breathalyzer.
On a sad note, the boyfriend of the driver leased the car and is probably going to find out that his insurance won't cover the loss of the car as many insurance companies now have coverage exclusions for authorized drivers in this situation getting a DUI, DWI, or under an illegal drug.
I'm tired of fast moves, I've got a slow groove, on my mind.....
I want to spend some time, Not come and go in a heated rush.....
by The Pointer Sisters