i'm not even exagerating when i say that...
i almost died this afternoon.
today is my godson's 2nd birthday, and my mom and i were headed out to his house on old hwy 12 in cheatam county.
*imagine the scariest, windy-est, most narrow road you can think of...and multiply it by 10, and you've got old hwy 12*
as i'm descending a minor hill, my brakes lock up and the back end of my car starts to fishtail ever so slightly to the right(toward a car that is ditched...my godson's nana's car to be exact!). by this point i was only going about 5 miles an hour because the road is treacherous, so i did my best to stop, put the car in park, pulled the emergency brake and took a minute or 5 to have a full-fledged panic attack. i'm talking, my arms and feet went from having pins and needles to not existing as far as i could tell. my mom kept telling me to calm down because i was hyperventilating, but i couldn't. the drivers' side of my car was about 6 feet away from a ravine that was about 40 or so feet deep!!! my mom got out to try to weight down my trunk so i would stop sliding towards the ditched car, but it wasn't helping...
i made her walk up the hill to stop any cars that might be traveling down the road so they wouldn't slide into my car. i called my insurance comapny's towing service, but the lady told me to just get out of the car. crazy bitch...even with the car in park and the emergency brake pulled, i still had to jam my foot on the brake to keep the car from heading into the ravine...had i have had to jump out, i would have fallen, and the back end would have run over me before i could have rolled out of the way because by that point, i wasn't rolling backwards anymore, from time to time my tires couldn't find traction and i would start to roll forward- right towards the ravine.
so here i am, no seatbelt, drivers' side door open, left foot resting on ice too slippery to WALK on, just waiting to have to dive out in case my car started rolling worse than it was!
i then hung up and called the police and the dispatcher sent out the henrietta fire dept. while i was waiting on them, i threw my cd's out because i've already lost them once to theft and i sure as hell wasn't going to lose nearly 500 cd's again! can we say materialistic?
anywho, the firemen finally get there and skate down to me because like i said, you couldn't even stand upright on this road...they shoved big huge rocks under my front tires, and pushed the car into some old tire tracks (the ones that i fishtailed out of...)
they then convinced me to get out, and all was good. they told me that they could make it to the end of the road and back onto hwy 12 (which by the way, was ice-free), but i refused to get back in the car.
to make a long story short, somehow one of the firefighters managed to get my car to safety while another drove us (in reverse because i wouldn't let him go down the road for a fear of going into the ravine...even though it was a rescue truck...but whatever) to safety.
i'm baking them cookies and other treats and taking them tomorrow.
i seriously have never been so scared in my life!!!
to make matters even worse, jess is mad at me because we didn't go to noah's party. can you believe that?! she boldface lied to me and told me that the road was fine, when she knew all along that it wasn't...just so i could go to his party!
man, it's good to be alive...i'm going to take a long-ass bubble bath and try to forget that today ever happened because as i was typing this, i had to stop twice because i kept throwing up...i am a fucking bundle of nerves right now. my right leg is still twitching from pressing the brake pedal so hard for nearly 35 minutes.
xox
today is my godson's 2nd birthday, and my mom and i were headed out to his house on old hwy 12 in cheatam county.
*imagine the scariest, windy-est, most narrow road you can think of...and multiply it by 10, and you've got old hwy 12*
as i'm descending a minor hill, my brakes lock up and the back end of my car starts to fishtail ever so slightly to the right(toward a car that is ditched...my godson's nana's car to be exact!). by this point i was only going about 5 miles an hour because the road is treacherous, so i did my best to stop, put the car in park, pulled the emergency brake and took a minute or 5 to have a full-fledged panic attack. i'm talking, my arms and feet went from having pins and needles to not existing as far as i could tell. my mom kept telling me to calm down because i was hyperventilating, but i couldn't. the drivers' side of my car was about 6 feet away from a ravine that was about 40 or so feet deep!!! my mom got out to try to weight down my trunk so i would stop sliding towards the ditched car, but it wasn't helping...
i made her walk up the hill to stop any cars that might be traveling down the road so they wouldn't slide into my car. i called my insurance comapny's towing service, but the lady told me to just get out of the car. crazy bitch...even with the car in park and the emergency brake pulled, i still had to jam my foot on the brake to keep the car from heading into the ravine...had i have had to jump out, i would have fallen, and the back end would have run over me before i could have rolled out of the way because by that point, i wasn't rolling backwards anymore, from time to time my tires couldn't find traction and i would start to roll forward- right towards the ravine.
so here i am, no seatbelt, drivers' side door open, left foot resting on ice too slippery to WALK on, just waiting to have to dive out in case my car started rolling worse than it was!
i then hung up and called the police and the dispatcher sent out the henrietta fire dept. while i was waiting on them, i threw my cd's out because i've already lost them once to theft and i sure as hell wasn't going to lose nearly 500 cd's again! can we say materialistic?
anywho, the firemen finally get there and skate down to me because like i said, you couldn't even stand upright on this road...they shoved big huge rocks under my front tires, and pushed the car into some old tire tracks (the ones that i fishtailed out of...)
they then convinced me to get out, and all was good. they told me that they could make it to the end of the road and back onto hwy 12 (which by the way, was ice-free), but i refused to get back in the car.
to make a long story short, somehow one of the firefighters managed to get my car to safety while another drove us (in reverse because i wouldn't let him go down the road for a fear of going into the ravine...even though it was a rescue truck...but whatever) to safety.
i'm baking them cookies and other treats and taking them tomorrow.
i seriously have never been so scared in my life!!!
to make matters even worse, jess is mad at me because we didn't go to noah's party. can you believe that?! she boldface lied to me and told me that the road was fine, when she knew all along that it wasn't...just so i could go to his party!
man, it's good to be alive...i'm going to take a long-ass bubble bath and try to forget that today ever happened because as i was typing this, i had to stop twice because i kept throwing up...i am a fucking bundle of nerves right now. my right leg is still twitching from pressing the brake pedal so hard for nearly 35 minutes.
xox