Hit an ice patch one night in February a few years back on "Patton Island" bridge, thought the SO and I were going over the side and plunging to our deaths in the frigid Tennessee River below.

Ponchotrain Causeway, I was driving an "escort truck" for a buddy's Dad's mobile home company as a Summer job while in college. I was leading a wide load (half a doublewide) headed to Houma I think, and a stalled car was parked on the right, I was behind another big truck and didn't see stalled car until last second and just had to cut over into the left lane to get it for the truck I was escorting without even having time to look beside me. It was during rush hour and was only pure luck that there was no one in the left lane.

I lasted almost a month at that job. I quit when my S-10 was piggybacked on the big truck and I was the passenger headed back from a dropoff in Anderson, SC and he pulled out some meth to smoke to stay awake for the ride home. I wondered why we never stopped to eat the entire time

I escorted (every day for almost a month). Had they paired me with a better driver (one that did coke instead of meth) I might have lasted an entire summer.

Ahh the Summer jobs that helped make sure I graduated college.

Random escorting stories...

He also crashed into an overpass one day, taking a "shortcut" that wasn't part of our route. Another time he caught a mobile home on fire because he kept driving after a tire came off going thru Atlanta traffic at 85mph (that I and everyone behind him had to dodge....sometimes you lead sometimes you follow, depending on the type of road, state, etc..) and the sparks caught the insulation under the "half house" on fire. I wish there were cell phone cams back then. I would love to see video of me running up the side of I85 (I think) with a fire extinguisher toward a mobile home with smoke and flames coming out from underneath.

I could have probably become a NASCAR pit crew member that changes tires after working with him. Those bicycle tires were death traps underneath that much weight, no matter how many there were. /random stories

I know, tl,dr. Cliffs, stay away from mobile homes going down the highway. Mel Gibson fighting a drug dealer with Danny Glover following in one might be one of the duller/safer things that can happen.

This post was edited on 5/2/15 at 2:45 am