A silo or a ballistic missile?
I can see for miles and miles,...
I had a rather... interesting trip home from Ada, OH the other day. While home in Mich, it only snowed about 2 or 3 inches, the center of Ohio seemed to get more around, oh, lets say -- seven. So of course, having to drive home was going to be fun, and I knew it would be good when it started upon the backing out of a driveway.
When you're trying to carefully navigate your toboggan-like vehicle out of a very curvy and blind driveway (that happens to be solid ice,) you can become mildly anxious. When you round the corner and see another car coming up it, you can become slightly enraged. And after you pull back forward, let them park, re-navigate the corner, and try to make your way onto the road only to nearly be hit by an idiot on a snowmobile, you become, well... pissed.
Then comes a silo. Or something to that extent, I'm not entirely sure what I was driving behind for 10 miles, but it looks like a silo... if you sorta squint and move your head to the right. Fun times were had by all -- at 45 mph.
So onto 75N. What else can happen, right? Well, when you're cruising at 65 and you slam on the breaks (almost beginning to override the ABS, which I despise so much) at the wall 'o semi's ahead of you, you begin to wonder just that. Now, for those of you who aren't familiar with this section of I-75 that I call the Pioneer Sugar Curve, let me say it's about 6 miles long, encompasses all of the Findlay exits and is quite fun to drive on a normal day.
Well -- I spent 1.5 hours traveling this 6-mile stretch.
Though I did find out what happened. Imagine if you will a section of clear expressway near an on-ramp. Then imagine sitting at the bottom of said on-ramp a large flat-bed wrecker with a heap of what appears to be twisted, white steel. Then imagine recognizing that heap as the remains of a semi-trailer cab that has somehow been accordion-ed into having the passenger and driver side doors touching one another. Then imagine (aside from the many police, fire, and ambulance vehicles) two more semis laying on their sides in extremely deep ditches and assumedly the trailer to the former semi with a nice wrecking-ball sized dent in the top.
I slowed down to 60 for the rest of the way home... and the trip that normally takes 1 hour and 15 took 3 and a half....