Ok guys..I do have some explaining to do... I was on a trip with my company, headed over the mountains to Alabama. Well,It was thunderstorming aweful fierce and I couldn't hardly see the road. I thought that to be safe I would pull over off the road and wait til I could see again. I was well off the lane of travel, but a semi truck came downhill in the rain, going way to fast, and I caught his rig in the back of my truck. The force that hit me was huge, it knocked my whole truck bed off, tore off the rear axle, and split my transmission into two halves. The rather large shove also sent my truck into a ditch, and slammed me into the steering wheel, breaking my right collar bone and 3 ribs... I spent nearly 3 weeks in the hospital, til i was mended. The doc said that after I started walking to the vending machines, and smoking the get well cigar my buddies brought, it was time to go home. Well, i came up with this title cause, while I was not anywhere near death, i certainly felt like i was. I thought of the buzzards, and how they cant have me yet! well, enough whining, im gonna go see about getting a drink and cleaning my sharps...Hope to hear from yall soon! Thank you for the welcome and sympathy!!!!
Cherokee Jem Reynolds
Human traffic cone, Living Jake Brake, and all-around beat up guy...