I almost died today.
We’re having 60 MPH wind and sleet here in the Midwest and my poor car, Pete, does not handle that combo well.
I was going around the curve of a highway on-ramp when my car suddenly got caught in a nasty tailspin. I rotated 360 degrees three times before careening into a ditch. Facing traffic (so the wrong direction).
Through some divine intervention of the universe, I’ve managed to avoid the numerous poles that line either side of the road. But I can’t get my car out of the ditch.
Then a couple of good Samaritans pull over in a large boxy white truck. I am on edge at first when I see they’re grungy white trash looking men. But they sweetly ask if I’m all right and offer to help push me out of the ditch.
Their efforts are successful.
I’m still out out of it and very nervous about driving again (I already asked for assistance to get to work tomorrow).
But I am thankful for kind hearted people who stop and helped a terrified girl get her bearings again.