Dejavu, another near death experiance.

Well the trip was going well for about the first hour anyway. Other than passing two deer, one bunny, two coyote and one drunk things were going pretty well. It was about 430 am, really foggy and I got to a really dangerous road. It is the stretch of 17 south that goes between Jacksonboro and Yemassee SC. For anyone who doesn't know about these two places, Yemassee is where the African village is and Jacksonboro is where the white trash village is. I'm just saying and no the African reference wasn't a racest comment. Look it up. It really is an African village. Anywhoo.

As I said, this is a very dangerous stretch of road. So dangerous that the governor (when he was here) posted the speed limit at 50 mph. More people have died on that one stretch of road than anywhere else in the state and I couldn't count the animals that have died there. So I am going along with the cruise control set at 50 mph which I think was still fast considering the conditions.

Well this little sports car comes racing up behind me and gets so close that I can't see his headlights. Now there was a passing zone less than a mile up the road but he wanted to try to push me. So as luck would have it, up ahead I see a deer and that's when I get Doe-ja-view. I am thinking oh no not again. This time though I was driving my wife's car and I was more worried about what would happen if I crashed her car. So, I see this deer and it is right up beside the road. Now the moron is so close that he can't see the deer but I felt the need to slow down.

I tapped the breaks to turn off the cruise control. Well tapping the breaks is tailgater lingo for get off my butt but that isn't the message I was trying to convey. I wanted to slow down. Well the guy gets angry and moves to the left so that his left headlight is blinding me in my left mirror. He thinks I am being a jerk but I am just wanting to slow down. Next I see the deer starting to run up into the road. Again the guy behind me can't see it because he is literally less than 4 feet behind my car and off to the left.

The deer keeps coming and I am thinking I am going to hit it so I apply the breaks rather quickly thinking I will just take my chances with being hit by the car behind me. Well I begin to swerve because I hit the breaks so hard and the road is wet. The deer was only a few feet from my car at this point. So the guy decides he will show me and pass me on the right but when he does guess what was waiting there for him? That's right, the deer. He gets a direct hit causing him to swerve off the road, and almost wreck but he manages to barely miss the ditch and the on comming traffic. It was so loud that I thought I hit the deer. I made it to a gas station and then stopped to see the damage and there was none.

Oh and the guy quit tailgating. I think he learned an expensive lesson. And on the way back home I saw where the deer didn't make it. It was really bad.

Well I am back home now and all is well. Mom is fine for now and everyone here is doing well. There's no place like home. I will tell more about my trip tomorrow.

Have a great day,
Greg