that will be $100
look what i got for christmas:
a closer look, perhaps?
so i'm driving home, back to nebraska, when i enter colorado via interstate 25. the weather is getting pretty bad. snowing, windy, the roads are icing over. i start to go into the mountains; thus, i slow down to a steady speed of 35 mph. i'm actually trying to be cautious. just then there is a gust of wind and snow blows up, i lose visibility for a brief moment and then just as the snow clears i see the tail lights of a truck in front of me. i quickly decide to pull around it, but unbeknownst to me, the road has curved and there infront of me is a guardrail. i try to swear, but skid into it. i try and pull out of the skid, but swing the back end of the car into guardrail. so, i try and pull out of this new spin, which only reverses it, spinning me 360 degrees the opposite direction and off the other side of the road into a ditch filled with 3 feet of snow.
this was the first time i ever had to call 911.
as i sat in my car for the next 45 minutes, waiting for the colorado state patrol to find me, i was surprised to have 8 people stop and offer assistance. who says everyone is out for themselves?
finally, the colorado state patrol gets there. he calls for a wrecker to tow me out. but then before he leaves me there, out in the middle of no where, amongst the rocky mountains, he writes me a speeding ticket, because apparently, it's a colorado state law when it snows that the new interstate speed limit is 30 mph, not 65 mph as posted just ten feet away from my snow covered car.
so, the patrolman leaves and i wait again for another 30 minutes, alone. and what do you know, another 3 people stop to help me. thank you, you strangers you.
the tow truck man appears. he pulls me out, and says, "you see this stuff (pointing all around), that's what we call snow. don't get much of that in california, huh? (laughing) just kidding, man. that will be $100. (puts out hand)"
well, just 2 and half hours later, i'm back on the road. and of course, just 10 miles down the road, the weather clears and for the next 10 hours, it's blue skies all the way back to worms.
i'm not driving anywhere for new years.
a closer look, perhaps?
so i'm driving home, back to nebraska, when i enter colorado via interstate 25. the weather is getting pretty bad. snowing, windy, the roads are icing over. i start to go into the mountains; thus, i slow down to a steady speed of 35 mph. i'm actually trying to be cautious. just then there is a gust of wind and snow blows up, i lose visibility for a brief moment and then just as the snow clears i see the tail lights of a truck in front of me. i quickly decide to pull around it, but unbeknownst to me, the road has curved and there infront of me is a guardrail. i try to swear, but skid into it. i try and pull out of the skid, but swing the back end of the car into guardrail. so, i try and pull out of this new spin, which only reverses it, spinning me 360 degrees the opposite direction and off the other side of the road into a ditch filled with 3 feet of snow.
this was the first time i ever had to call 911.
as i sat in my car for the next 45 minutes, waiting for the colorado state patrol to find me, i was surprised to have 8 people stop and offer assistance. who says everyone is out for themselves?
finally, the colorado state patrol gets there. he calls for a wrecker to tow me out. but then before he leaves me there, out in the middle of no where, amongst the rocky mountains, he writes me a speeding ticket, because apparently, it's a colorado state law when it snows that the new interstate speed limit is 30 mph, not 65 mph as posted just ten feet away from my snow covered car.
so, the patrolman leaves and i wait again for another 30 minutes, alone. and what do you know, another 3 people stop to help me. thank you, you strangers you.
the tow truck man appears. he pulls me out, and says, "you see this stuff (pointing all around), that's what we call snow. don't get much of that in california, huh? (laughing) just kidding, man. that will be $100. (puts out hand)"
well, just 2 and half hours later, i'm back on the road. and of course, just 10 miles down the road, the weather clears and for the next 10 hours, it's blue skies all the way back to worms.
i'm not driving anywhere for new years.
