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Originally Posted by
Jowy
A few years back I hit a patch of black ice going to work in the morning and spun out on the highway. I did a 540 and wound up just going straight along like nothing ever happened. Surprised I didn't pinball into the pile of cinder blocks about twenty feet away!
Black ice caught me out pretty bad once too. When if first started driving I tended to go sorta
fast No other teenage boy I knew of acted like this, and it's very embarrassing. I would push my poor little 1986 Mazda 626 with all season tires as hard as I could on the way to school every morning.
One of my braking points for a corner was in the shade of a tree. Shade is exactly where black ice likes to hide :P. I hit the brakes perfectly on the ice and jumped a ditch. I wound up in a field, and spent the weekend replacing bent pieces on my poor little car. :cry: