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So I took the family to the local festival in the closest ?Big City? today. We are driving back in the old minivan and going thru one of the small little towns that the four lane undivided hiway passes along the way. Going thru town at dusk I notice a pair of the oncoming headlights swerve from their right lane to the left. Then into the center turn lane and instead of waiting for us to pass make an abrupt left towards the parking lot on our right. Only one problem, they missed the curb cut by 20 feet and stopped dead in our lane.
My two smallest kids are buckled in the center row of the minivan but the ten year old has decided to take a nap and unbuckled to lie across the rear bench seat. I was already coasting with my foot over the brake, but it still took harder deceleration than normal to stop six to eight feet from them. I heard thud as my ten year old boy rolls off the bench seat onto the floor. My wife yells out ?See that is why you STAY buckled!?
A bewildered male Hispanic face stares out from the passenger side at my headlights. I proceed to go around the white Pontiac Grand Prix when it starts to back up almost hitting me! HONK ?Dumbass?.
They proceed to drive the wrong way down the street hugging the right until the next curb cut and turned in to the parking lot. I asked my wife if she wanted me to drive around and cuss them out, but she said that I didn?t look like a badass in my ?we love our dad? T shirt that the kids painted me, so I let it go.
My two smallest kids are buckled in the center row of the minivan but the ten year old has decided to take a nap and unbuckled to lie across the rear bench seat. I was already coasting with my foot over the brake, but it still took harder deceleration than normal to stop six to eight feet from them. I heard thud as my ten year old boy rolls off the bench seat onto the floor. My wife yells out ?See that is why you STAY buckled!?
A bewildered male Hispanic face stares out from the passenger side at my headlights. I proceed to go around the white Pontiac Grand Prix when it starts to back up almost hitting me! HONK ?Dumbass?.
They proceed to drive the wrong way down the street hugging the right until the next curb cut and turned in to the parking lot. I asked my wife if she wanted me to drive around and cuss them out, but she said that I didn?t look like a badass in my ?we love our dad? T shirt that the kids painted me, so I let it go.
