Ok, here it goes, from the Soaring Auto Fatality Rates thread...Lets hear all the wackado stuff yall have seen while driving. BROTHER TRUCKERS-CHIME IN, cause nobody see's more insane stuff than yall!
I literally do not know where to start..and I know Ive forgotten as much as I remember. Ill chime in throughout the thread as time & inclination allow. ALSO- OTR drivers...chime in on stories from OTR that didnt happen while driving..just crazy stuff thats happened to all of us also allowed here. Here we go as they come to mind:
SEXIEST THING I EVER SAW ON THE ROAD..HANDS DOWN. I hope I never forget her..driving southbound on I-95 loop around Boston just a few minutes after sunrise one morning in rush hour traffic in the late nineties. The most gorgeous Marilyn Monroe looking blonde..Monroe hairdo, sexiest bright red lips, legs FOREVER, cleavage to DIE for...pulled along side my rig and proceeded to hike up her mini skirt, and while doing 65-70 mph, slipped on her panties first..then stockings while driving with a pair of black high heels on. Truly, she was one of the most beautiful creatures Ive EVER seen to this day. Stayed beside me awhile. She got done, kinda squirmed a little in the seat to adjust things, I guess, looked up at me..she was in a small Ford Ranger type pickup...blew the sexiest kiss in history...then hammered down, got in front of me and an exit or two later got off the big road. Just..MAGNIFIQUE.
Next: Going west on I-40 close to Jackson TN one sunny day. I see a Tennessee State Prison van coming up beside me in the left lane, easin by.
Looked down, the driver/guard had a S&W 19 in his right hand, tapping the steering wheel as he drove, looking into his rearview mirror, staring more at it than the road. As we went on down the road, I fully expected to see that van hit the shoulder and stop..but it finally disappeared. Always wondered about that.
TEXAS: Texas woman LOVE to flash truck drivers. Had it happen there more than anywhere. Anytime of day or night, too.
Back in, I believe it was '98..Texas had the hottest, driest worst summer I believe STILL holds the record. For almost four months it never went under 100 degrees in daytime, and still 90's at night. Daytime was always at least 103-105, or 107. Dead livestock everywhere. NOTHING green. Dust galore. People dying by the hundreds, especially in Dallas-Fort Worth, for some reason. Had a load to Laredo, which I HATE that place. Tried to get out of it, no luck. So, I hit Texas, got on down to San Antonio to turn south to Laredo..HOT in a way I cannot describe. Had the cab AND bunk A/C turned to max..still sweatin. My hand to heaven, about halfway to Laredo...my outside thermometer read 129 degrees..confirmed by passing a Bank with the temp displayed on the sign. A few miles down the road, I look over in a dry dusty field and see a Border Patrol agent on foot chasing some dudes, while wearing full gear. That was tough, dedicated man right there. I had a nightmarish few days in Laredo then, & was glad to get the hell out.
Gay stuff GALORE. Nuff said about that.
Ive had guns pointed at me, pistols..an AK once..stuff thrown {got a hellava story comin on that} at me, couple times dudes thought they were gonna rob me..they didnt. Had a couple fights on the road, many "almosts".. got hurt bad a few times, broke bones, almost cut off a finger, lots of injuries. Been nearly flipped by high winds and tornadoes, rode out several hurricanes in the cab, seen more death on the road than I care to remember, I wont rubberneck today cause Ive seen all I want to see. Ive seen Americas geographical beauty, which is breath taking..and its urban shitholes which are deathlands. Had fuel freeze up in temps so cold it took three of us drivers in rotation to change out a fuel filter on top of a PA mountaintop one night. Was -20, iirc.
Canada...sucks ass. Again, nuff said.
Been in a blackout in Los Angeles...after 12 hours told my dispatch to either get me an immediate load outta there NOW, or Im deadheading a 100 miles away. They were chimpin out already & I aint stayin for THAT madness. I dead-headed out to a load iirc, 300 miles north.
Last one for tonight: West Virginia.. I-64, Sandstone Mountain. INFAMOUS mountain in the truckin world, very steep and very long & VERY deadly if you dont know how to handle it with a full load and no engine brake, which I never had, which I had 80,000lbs of Budweiser on this time, from Oh to VA. I was dreading that mountain before I even got loaded, and knew I couldnt/wouldnt sleep untill I made I made it down. So, zero dark thirty I hit the mandatory stop on top. Just so happened had my first wife with me, asleep in the bunk. Got out, pissed, looked at my tires, saw where all the run-offs were going down on the sign, prayed...and started her down, low & slow. My plan, was to stop every mile or so on the shoulder, cool the brakes, then ease on, mile at a time. Nah, didnt happen. When I tried to stop the very first time..I lost ALL my brakes, smoke boiling everywhere. I about shit me britches boys. Didnt care about me, and less about the truck or load..but my WIFE for Lords sake. So, I wake her up, said get in the seat & buckle up, and be quiet. She did. Thank God it was after midnight and no traffic. So, I couldnt remember how the bottom was, did it have a sharp turn, or what. Plus, my dang windshield was so bugged up, I had very limited vision. So, I was gonna hit the last runaway ramp. Told wife to not be scared, what to expect..and hang on & pray. Doing close to 100 mph when I come upon the last ramp...FULL..already had a truck in it. Shit..shit..shit. Was in Gods hands at this point. Bottomed out over 100mph...then started going uphill again. By the time I got to the top of that hill I had slowed way down, had enough brakes to stop, and did. Got out and puked my guts out.
Had there been any turn or curve in road never woulda made it. Was scared to death my steer tires would blow. Nope. Everything held together, including me, long enough to get stopped. Praise be to God Almighty..I STILL thank Him for that. I was able to deliver that load, and get to a company terminal that did replace some brakes on the tractor. I really WOULDNT mind forgetting that run, as a few times a year I have nightmares about it still, and that '96-'97. My wife never rode again.
More later- lets hear what yall got!
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