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When I was 9 or 10, my mom was driving me somewhere in freezing rain. The roads were pretty icy, and we slid into an intersection at the bottom of a hill when we had a red light. The pickup truck in the oncoming lane was able brake early enough to only lightly bump into the driver's side, scared me, my mom and the other driver shitless.
Glad to hear you were as lucky as I was.
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