Several years ago, while driving on Second Avenue, J had to
dodge a tire thrown from an overpass. It was a slightly surreal experience,
watching the tire bouncing down the road, traffic at a standstill until it
stopped moving, exchanging puzzled looks with our neighbor in the next lane
over.
Tonight, while driving back from my dinner date with TA, I experienced
my second encounter with an item that should-not-be-on-the-road in the form of
a hand truck (illustration approximate. Your hand truck may vary in appearance). Unlike the tire, it rolled across the road from the left, hit the
front end of my hastily stopped car with a crash and a bang, bounced off the
vehicle and into traffic on my right.
To quote TA, happily sitting unaware in his seat, “Whoa. That
was loud!”
And completely infuriating, as I had agreed this week to
trade in the car that was just HIT BY THE HAND TRUCK.
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