Hey just need to get it off my chest. Was headed home w 2 buddies and a huge moose ran across the highway. The kind that's so big you're pretty much fucked if you hit it. My buddy swerved then 180s across the road doin 100km/hr and we roll down the bank. We had that slow motion instant to brace for goin over the falls....I grabbed my head w both arms to stabilize my neck...Which saved me from the tree that impacted right in my door and brought us to a stop. Was the scariest thing I've ever been through. I'm so sore now.It's hard to get up,roll over....all my muscles and tissues in my rib cage and shoulder girdle are so tender. Hurts to breathe deep,laugh,cough sneeze etc can barely use my arms...My wrist that stopped my head from taking a direct hit was almost broken and the ligs fucked. All in an instant it was almost over. Stay safe you guys.
This isn't over, TS. That moose had a mission to complete and dammit, he's going to finish what he started. Expect him to be under your bed, tonight.
I've often pondered why meese isn't plural for moose. Meese got screwed over with that one. Glad you're ok, TS. I almost got sandwiched between a truck that was driving from the opposite direction on my left and this stupid jackass who backed out too fast from his driveway on my right onto the street. Me and my car were nearly a pancake. Had to swerve twice, first left then right to avoid both vehicles with no more than a foot and a half on either side. Like threading a needle. I thought I was done for. To be honest though, I was more worried about my brand new car. This was yesterday leaving a job site after work.
Mousasi 1 TS, the car and his friends 0. So the moral of the story is don't mess with him even if you're in a car.
It gets dark so early here it's hard to get shit done and not run the gauntlet at dusk.all the old guys here don't drive the limit in winter ...Now I know why Next year Bullwinkle's gonna die
I'm really glad you're ok. In high school, one of my boyfriend's closest friends was called out of science class to be told his dad was killed by a moose. I remember that day very clearly. I was haunted by trying to think what his last thoughts would have been.
