if your mirror goes that's not a close shave, that's a knick xD
Also I feel I should talk about my two.five year drive to school:
It starts off on an innocent dirt road, one that the sun shines straight down at some time in late winter early spring. Couple that with fog dusty windshield and frosts, it made for a couple of times where I had to drive down the road just kinda guessing where it was. One of those times actually had a man in another car in front of me! I had to follow his shadow.
Winter mornings, my heater would either kick in when I got to the house where a friend I drove often lived or when I was about thirty seconds down the mountain, with four minutes left to my drive.
At the base, there is a kinda blind curve at an interstate exit with all sorts of people and trucks wanting to turn left to go into town, so it's second nature to brake right after you go past the baptist church's curve.
Once over the interstate bridge, you have to then look out for east bound traffic trying to egress, because they're closer to the highway's intersection, they're more desperate since there's more cars there.
Once you actually get up to the intersection (it's a 2-way stop that I must go straight across), there are often semi trucks that like to turn left, and they get desperate, however when I drove there were massive amounts of trees (since bulldozed) so you had to pull up far to see if there was traffic coming, then back up quickly so you wouldn't be clipped by a semi.
If there were a bunch of cars trying to go straight, I would be tempted to turn right then pull in at a diner about 1/16 of a mile down the road and pull a 180 in the parking lot to head back, but it always seemed the cars got through by then. oh wellz
Then there was a traintrack before I got to school, so some mornings I sat and listened to music for five minutes insteadof going around (two mile drive). I was always ten minutes early for school so I didn't worry much.








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