It had only been around 6 hours into a cross country trip. Slow hum of the desert and a lonely dark highway road made the travel quite boring. Since my mate was driving, I nodded off a bit and fell into an uncomfortable sleep.
I remember being catapulted out of a dream to see we had crossed the painted line and into the oncoming traffic.
“What are you doing!?!” I shouted !
“I’m CRASHING!!” replied the driver, as he over corrected and sent us off-road. The vehicle flipped several times and landed butter side up. We had come to rest before I fully realised what transpired. Car was totaled.
We both walked away unscathed and purchased airline tickets the next day. We needed to be en route.
It had only been around 6 hours into a cross country trip. Slow hum of the desert and a lonely dark highway road made the travel quite boring. Since my mate was driving, I nodded off a bit and fell into an uncomfortable sleep. I remember being catapulted out of a dream to see we had crossed the painted line and into the oncoming traffic.
“What are you doing!?!” I shouted !
“I’m CRASHING!!” replied the driver, as he over corrected and sent us off-road. The vehicle flipped several times and landed butter side up. We had come to rest before I fully realised what transpired. Car was totaled.
We both walked away unscathed and purchased airline tickets the next day. We needed to be en route.
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Question: who butters their car?
I have a Kerrygold fetish