It's Nature's Way of Telling You... Something's Wrong... It's Nature's Way Of Telling You... In A Song...
Those are the opening lines from a song sung by the group Spirit, song entitled It's Nature's Way. How apt for the experience I had yesterday.
I have to be at work yesterday morning Saturday (urgh). Everything was fine and dandy - it was just cold. I was on my way back home by 10 AM imagining what to cook for lunch. The snow came falling down slowly.
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The road was still alright though my speed was slowly coming down. We drivers were making sure we are maintaining adequate distance in case of.
Ahead of me were a couple of inclines I have to manuever. I slowly made my way up. The first hill was easy as pie. As I started on my second climb, my car, at 35 miles per hour, swerved (more than slid ) to the left, of which I slowly corrected, then turned to the right.
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This time the turns were getting sharp - more than fishtailing. Remember I was going up the hill? I never made it. I almost hit the guardrail to my right and eventually landed on the ditch - which was the safest thing that could ever happened.
There was no let up with the snow and it was slowly turning into a blizzard. Traffic was thinning out. Jim attempted to come and get me but the traffic southbound to get to me was blocked by a 2 trailers that slid off the road. Traffic northbound was also stopped miles away most probably by the same reason.
I made sure my cellphone was comepletely charged and I tried my best to conserve heat turning on my car heat and motor as needed.
My nerves were getting frazzeled for I have no control of the situation. By this time, after an hour and a half, no cars were passing in both directions. I started to get panicky. My battery just died. I don't have anymore heat inside my car and my emergency lights will not blink anymore.
When everything just seems out of hand, a Missouri Highway Patrol car was slowly making its way up the hill. I got out of the car and flagged him down. He indeed confirmed that roads were blocked. I did not ask which part of the road he came from.
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He dropped me off to the nearest convenience store 7 miles away. I stayed there until the tow truck came and Jim finally made it through.

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