"Ratonu" (ratonu)
09/16/2014 at 13:41 • Filed to: None
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"Ratonu" (ratonu)
09/16/2014 at 13:41 • Filed to: None | 2
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I'm starting to get nostalgic so I need to sort of get this of my chest, sorry Dragos.
Well, at the start of the summer, my car's AC failed. Dad always said that I should run it every few weeks and well, one day, there was a danger code for thunderstorms so, my best guess was that if I won't need AC any time this past summer, it was then. I decided to go on a 150 km trip through the mountains. About 50 km down the road, I was descending this narrow road, paved with concrete and full of potholes, going something like 100 km/h on torrential downpour, keeping it together like a boss, well, until, out of a blind corner, out comes a van doing exactly the same thing. I had so swerve right, as he was using my lane also. We went past inches past, but my wheels grabbed dirt from the edge of the road and caused me to lose traction. A small drift ensured, scaring my passenger friend to death.
I got angry. Like, really angry. This guy was holding the door so hard, I could hear the plastic cracking. I didn't care. I was thinking "if I'm going to get killed, I might as well be the one to kill myself" so I sped up like crazy, like 160km/h all the way. I managed to get home safe with just a few traction loss points in which I managed to countersteer beautifully, fortunately me and that white Peugeot van were the only ones doing stuff like this.
I still get goosebumps from thinking at that van. I had my driver's license for 6 months when it happened. Needless to say, my friend hasn't talked to me no more to this day.
It's good to be young and stupid!