long post.....
last year, me and some friends went to orlando for the week. $1400 for 7 days for a 5-6 bdrm house, cost us $100 a piece!!! it was a great time, even met up with a few local TM guys down there (mostly from jacksonville i think??)
anyways....me and my friend took my buddies car over the border. bad call. the car REEKED like cronic. altho the car was clean, the border pigs were determined to send us back to canada. they searched the car for almost 2 hours. then finally had to let us go (we didnt have ----...but i hope they didnt eat any of the brownies in the cooler lmfao
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so to get to the point, we are 2 hours behind the rest of the convoy. so this was last march, I was flying to catch up to the rest of the gang, doing 100mph in a fricken rain storm in tennessee. the car had bad suspension, struts were shot all around except for the driver rear that was seized. so the weather is getting worse, and i still havent let off the gas, JUST as my buddy al decides to tap me on the leg, as i pull out my ipod ear bud jammin to the razors edge (acdc live!!) drummin the snot out of the steering wheel, as we look @ each other when the car starts to hydroplane :O
my dumbass let off the throttle and all the weight transferred and the car started whipping into 360s. there were lots of bridges/mountains/trees etc but only god knows why I happened to loose control in one of the few openings between N and S bound lanes on I75 (i think? lol). so the car goes inside and i fly into oncoming traffic (crossed the whole grass median after the car got air from all 4 tires)....then spun back into the median, where this time are now going backwards. Alls i remember was I let go of the steering wheel @ soem point, then grabbed back onto it and was fighting the wheel. after all that happened and we were going about 70mph in reverse i mashed the throttle and we were able to finally slow down.
so we sat in the median where i was in shock and shaking to hell, when my buddy said hes driving now LOL. i was so shocked that i couldnt even move, and he was telling me to go b4 anyone seen or cops showed up. i told him off and drove up a couple more exits where i finally decided to pull off and let him take over.
i still to this day wonder how i ever escaped through this. and im also man enuff to say that the experience had made me cry myself to sleep for almost a week straight. combine that with some more crazy experiences that happened on the roads in florida (like being swalllowed in a tea cup like saucer that ate the car completely where a highway ended out of nowhere into a forest....or being 3 cars wide in 2 lanes screaming your head off @ the guy next to you, and i was so close that i was smacking the window on thier car with my fist)
i drove 16 hours on the way home from FL. the only time I let him drive was when we went back through tennessee lol. I really hope i never get a chance to try and top or best this situation hehe