I'm just trying to organize my thoughts. My right rear tire shredded in such a way that the tread was about 3/4 off and it flopped around and before I could even react my rear end started fishtailing. I look back to see if I hit something, and I look up when I hear a loud deep horn (I looked back for less than a second and I was trying to control the truck, It was just a instinctual response I snapped out in under a second.) so I see the grill of a semi not very far at all away and I'm in the wrong lane. It's a two lane bridge, since I'm already in the wrong lane, and since I don't want to get nailed head on by a semi when we're both going 60 MPH I decide to just keep going to the left and hit the wall/gaurd rail of the bridge. He swerves into the other lane I came out of and I don't know how, but we missed eachother and I missed the wall too.
So I look and nobody else is coming so I swerve hard across the road, and pull off as far as I can. I then get out and start changing the tire, I didn't want to think about it, I just wanted to get off that dangerous area. So people are beeping at me because they are pissed I'm not off the road far enough, though I was off the road but only about 6 inches or so, there was nowhere to go. I'm crawling under the truck to get the spare, I'm getting nailed by rocks thrown from the tires of passing cars and semi's. I get the tire changed, get to work, and I'm still on time. It was hectic at work, and I was shaking. I realize now how fucking close I came to buying it, so fucking close. I called my wife and my best friend just to say hi, though I did tell them because they could hear the stress in my voice. I'm alive, though it was all just instinct that saved me, that and some fancy fucking driving moves. So WTFers... I'll be here to annoy you yet, sorry.
So I look and nobody else is coming so I swerve hard across the road, and pull off as far as I can. I then get out and start changing the tire, I didn't want to think about it, I just wanted to get off that dangerous area. So people are beeping at me because they are pissed I'm not off the road far enough, though I was off the road but only about 6 inches or so, there was nowhere to go. I'm crawling under the truck to get the spare, I'm getting nailed by rocks thrown from the tires of passing cars and semi's. I get the tire changed, get to work, and I'm still on time. It was hectic at work, and I was shaking. I realize now how fucking close I came to buying it, so fucking close. I called my wife and my best friend just to say hi, though I did tell them because they could hear the stress in my voice. I'm alive, though it was all just instinct that saved me, that and some fancy fucking driving moves. So WTFers... I'll be here to annoy you yet, sorry.