10-21-2004, 02:23 PM
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The only time I could of died is when I was taking my grandma home from a funeral in Trona, CA, we were living in Mojave, CA at the time.
There is an area called Gorlock Pass, it has a big bend to the right, as I rounded the bend, these two semis where coming the other way, the first one came into my lane, whether he was not paying attention or what, I don't know. I swirved into the dirt and slammed on the brakes, (which was my mistake), we spun around maybe twice all the way across the road. I was never sooooo scared in my life. If I hadn't of swirved when I did, that truck would surly of hit us.
For about a month I would never drive on a two lane road or pass a truck on the highway. I eventually got over it.
Thank You,
cyberette
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