Its a narrow busy two lane semi-rural road, 55 mph. (Willow Pass Road just off I-4, if you're from around here) 5 PM, so the traffic is really flowing. Up ahead I see a lady standing off the side of the road by her broken down car. She's just standing there, way off the road holding her kid. I look back to the car in front of me, trying not to let the constant trucks and cars speeding by just a few feet to my left break my concentration. The lady, now probably about 100 yards ahead catches my attention again: There are two cars between me and her, and suddenly out of the blue she runs AWAY from her child DIRECTLY at the oncoming traffic waving her arms wildly as if she knew the person two cars ahead of me. The split second that my eyes were on her was time enough for the two cars ahead of me to slow down considerably (fearing she was going to run into traffic), and by the time I looked back at them they were going about 25 mph and I was headed straight for them at 55. I mash the brakes, lock up the tires and my rear wheels skid left almost completely sideways and my car slides INTO THE ONCOMING LANE. I turn into the skid, having slowed down to about 30, and release the brakes. My car violently whips back straight and I regain control, and continue on.
It was my fault all the way and had there been an accident of ANY kind it would have been completely my fault, i'm not even going to try and deny that. I was incredibly lucky that there was a short break in the oncoming traffic, because believe me it was a SHORT break.
Scary.
It was my fault all the way and had there been an accident of ANY kind it would have been completely my fault, i'm not even going to try and deny that. I was incredibly lucky that there was a short break in the oncoming traffic, because believe me it was a SHORT break.
Scary.