Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Looking Up

I was sitting at a light, front of the line, left turn lane in my Falcon van. The light changed, I dropped it in gear, gave it a little gas and went to let out the clutch. As the clutch was sticking at the time, it held and then let go in a lurch, causing the engine to stall. Not the first time, so I wasn't surprised or upset, but did have a knee jerk “Doh!” moment.

Within seconds, I fired it up, put it back in gear and started pulling into the intersection ... just as a big white van came barreling through the red light, narrowly missing my nose.

Why, I wonder, do I thank the sky?

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