Weavers, jammers, and sniffers in abundance. Weavers are the aggressive drivers that shoot for any opening on any side just to advance three car lengths in the race to nowhere. It is the jammers that the weavers take pride in defeating. The jammers get in the left lane and slow the weavers down. A weaver is a frustrated idiot that imagines he is a race car driver. Now the sniffers drive behind you and get so close they can smell your underwear. Usually a weaver first comes up behind as a sniffer. All sniffers are not weavers, but most likely they are.
So Ned and Kadizzle are watching the game of sniffers, weavers, and jammers on the way to Pensacola. To add to the adventure it was raining. Suddenly the tractor trailer in front and to the right had the front wheel on the left start to wobble. The entire wheel came off the truck and headed across the median strip into oncoming traffic. Fortunately there was a large deep puddle in the median strip that stopped the truck tire before it made it to oncoming traffic. Someone more than likely would have been killed or badly hurt hitting a truck tire at 75 mph. Kadizzle believed the entire wheel came off including the rim. Ned thought only the rubber exited. The truck managed very nicely to get off the road, but with no wheel it did throw some debris onto our windshield.
Today we begin the entire journey back to Arizona. We have to stop at hoarding headquartes and pick up some items. Two wrecks per day is the standard for the run so let's see what they have scheduled for today. The dingers have no respect for speed or physics. Of course half the drivers are on the phone which only adds to the roller derby fun. Kadizzle wishes he had brought his motorcycle helmet.
Monday, December 18, 2017
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