On my way to work this morning, I came within inches of being T-boned by a large commercial van. I was cruising along in my lane, minding my own business, when the driver of the van decided to make a sudden right-hand turn from his lane. Unfortunately for him, I was occupying the space that he wanted to be in. Luckily for both of us, he saw me in time to stomp on his brakes while I stomped on my gas pedal, accelerating just enough to create the space needed for us to squeak by each other.
Jesus take the wheel, indeed.
Anyway, except for a distinct moisture deposit in my underwear, there was no harm done. I am, however, still shaking from the sudden jolt of adrenalin that shot through my body upon realizing that I was about to become an insurance company statistic; it's a sad state of affairs when you realize that the biggest bullet you dodged today was the increase to your premiums.
Oh, and that death thing.
That would have sucked, too.
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