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Crazy Driving (The Yellow Box)
Apr. 5th, 2023 12:54 pmThe craziest thing that's happened since I've started driving again:
I was driving into town on Monday for a doctor's appointment and our weekly grocery trip and there's a truck in the opposite lane coming toward us with the window rolled down. The "highways" on Kauai are almost all two lanes, one in each direction, so they're just a few feet to my left.
While a few seconds away from me, the guy in the truck idly lofts a yellow box out of his window straight into the path of oncoming traffic. Which would be me. I'm guessing it's a Cheerios box or something. Maybe a slight bit bigger. But definitely bright-yellow like Cheerios.
It was just so casual, like it's something he does every day and he's barely paying attention to it, like it's just a nuisance that he's flicking out the window.
I obviously don't have any time to swerve or brake. Not that that would necessarily have been a good idea at 40-50 mph. Pretty much as soon as the box hits the roadway, I'm going over it. Thump! Thump! Right beneath my brand-new righthand tires.
@#*)(#*$@#$!?
WTF!?
I'm worried it might have been a box of nails or something and so stressing about my tires until I pull into the hospital where my doctor's appointment is. But they seem OK. They still seem OK today.
But again, WTF!?
I was driving into town on Monday for a doctor's appointment and our weekly grocery trip and there's a truck in the opposite lane coming toward us with the window rolled down. The "highways" on Kauai are almost all two lanes, one in each direction, so they're just a few feet to my left.
While a few seconds away from me, the guy in the truck idly lofts a yellow box out of his window straight into the path of oncoming traffic. Which would be me. I'm guessing it's a Cheerios box or something. Maybe a slight bit bigger. But definitely bright-yellow like Cheerios.
It was just so casual, like it's something he does every day and he's barely paying attention to it, like it's just a nuisance that he's flicking out the window.
I obviously don't have any time to swerve or brake. Not that that would necessarily have been a good idea at 40-50 mph. Pretty much as soon as the box hits the roadway, I'm going over it. Thump! Thump! Right beneath my brand-new righthand tires.
@#*)(#*$@#$!?
WTF!?
I'm worried it might have been a box of nails or something and so stressing about my tires until I pull into the hospital where my doctor's appointment is. But they seem OK. They still seem OK today.
But again, WTF!?