
I almost died just like that, driving down from New Hampshire to NY on a winter storm during Xmas eve. My now ex wife was bytching and moaning about me working and being away while she cozy at home, so I was Driving down slow and steady couldn't see further than 15-20 feet ahead. 3hrs in my eyes got tired from the Sun glaring at the snow. Told my cuz to drive my Jeep till we get to the rest stop just before the Mass/CT state-line on rt 84 my idiot cz is a good driver but not used to trucks/jeeps started rushing and driving too fast he didn't see a stuck suburban and hit the brakes and the hand brake on winter weather

, we started swerving, skidding around 3 lanes from the shoulder lane to the fast lane into the divider lane and a big ass 18 wheeler passed us not 2 feet away from us kid you not that Breeze was felt like a sonic Boom .like when Sam Wilson landed on them goons.
I told his bytch ass to get off the wheel , called my boy who lived in Mass like 20 mins from there. And stayed there.
My ex was heated about me missing Xmas dinner with her and my kid , bytch we almost died

from me trying to rush to you and you blaming me. I was out working OT to buy shyt for her Made it Home Christmas night. Had to stay around there for a day in a half cause it was over 2 feet of snow. Still with a 4x4 jeep winter weather is no fukking joke. TLDR my seasonal depression ex almost rushed me into a young death with her whoa is ME Bullshyt. been 20 yrs she still not happy, i'm so lucky that i survived and I chucked her the deuces and my seed is an independent grown man.

life is good.
