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Part two of the writing exercises I've started. Hope you enjoy!
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Oh man, the drive home was crazy! Well, it started normal enough - but about halfway home, some guy barged into my lane and clipped the rear end of the car in front of me! We were in the fast lane and they both lost control, spinning into the center divider. The sound wasn't like what you see in movies or TV; it sounded like a drinking glass wrapped in aluminum foil being thrown against a wall, but deeper. I managed to squeeze by before they spun back off the shoulder and into the lane. I looked in my rear-view mirror briefly, but I couldn't see much through the tire smoke. Completely unbelieveable.
You won't believe what happened to me on the way home - the guy in front of me just barely avoided being part of a multi-car pileup! It looked like someone in the lane to my right - I was in the fast lane - changed into the fast lane without looking. I think he hit the back of the car in front of him, because it started to spin. I could see he was trying to fight the slide, but he hit his brakes and ended up bringing his backend around! I think the guy who hit him was pretty spooked too, because he swerved towards the shoulder and smashed into it. I quickly checked my mirror and darted into an opening in the next lane over, which was lucky because the two cars bounced off the center divider and back into the fast lane briefly. Who knows what would've happened if I hadn't reacted as quickly?
Dog, I almost died today - for real! I was on the way back from Jed's place, over by the freeway. I'm booking it down the fast lane blasting some Fitty when I see some blue smoke up ahead. The guy in front of me darts into the other lane and I see two cars sliding sideways - like, facing that concrete thing in the center. I was kind of zoned out before, but my brain kicked in just in time and I was able to slam the brakes hard enough to not hit them. First time I've felt like I should own some brown boxers, man.
Ugh. So my wife was causing an awful row because I'm spending so much time at the office: "it's the holidays, we should spend more time together," and all that rot. That would be fine if she'd like to stay at home or go to the park or something, but she always wants to go do something expensive. Evidently, spending time together means at least 40 bucks a plate for dinner and god knows what else; still she's got the cheek to tell me to rush home after work. Right, so must have a money tree or something because she wants to buy expensive gifts for her idiot coworkers, maintain her decadent lifestyle and expect me to not put in overtime to pay for all that. Anyway, I'm rushing home and tying up loose ends on my cell phone so's I'll be on time for her nagging when, without warning, the chav in front of me locks up his brakes! Thank God I sprung for the sport package. Can't win a war, Germans - but they can build a damn fine car.
Isn't it a law that you can't drive while on a cell phone? I should've written down the license place of the guy in front of me becuase he was yammering on it the entire time I was trying to get around him. He couldn't keep a constant speed so I kept having to brake and then turn the cruise control back on, adjust the speed setting... and then he'd slow back down again. A real class act, right? Driving around some fancy car that he probably got from selling souls on Wall Street or something. He didn't even know how to drive it - he slammed on his brakes for no reason while I was screwing with the radio. I tell you, if I ever see that guy again, I'm keying his car.
I can't believe I made it home alive - the freeway was positively anarchic today. I was behind a man who was tailgaiting someone on a cell phone! That's a recipe for disaster if ever I'd seen one, so I made sure to keep my distance in case something went wrong. Sure enough, it did, but surprisingly, it wasn't those two; someone up ahead had spun out and hit another car. Possibly a blown tire or something - I had my windows down and I heard the crunch and then screeching tires. I thought for sure that we were all going to get smashed into a single, multi-ton block of metal, rubber and bone, but thankfully the few people in front of me managed to avoid it. I had to slow down quite a bit, though and I feared the person behind me wouldn't be as observant. Fortunately, he was, and the rest of us avioided injury.
Augh, traffic was terrible today! As soon as I got into the fast lane, the guy in front of me - who was leaving a mile's worth of following distance just decides he's going to slow down for no reason. Thanks a lot, grandpa - people like him are the reason a five mile commute is a half-hour crawl. Come to find out, it was just people gawking at an accident. Come on, people - it doesn't affect you, just move on!
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