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Blogs > travlndog > the ice cream wagon

up in the suny high desert  

travlndog 65M
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6/27/2005 7:41 am

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4/20/2006 7:38 pm
up in the suny high desert
Dateline Barstow CA

It is morning in the high desert. I'm parked up high and can see the whole truck stop. Watching men and women come in fuel their truck, wash their windshield and then walk into the building.

Came out of Las Vegas yesterday afternoon. Traffic was awful. It is hard to understand why they can't seem to justify another lane accross the desert. How hard can it be to grade the sand and rock and lay down some asphalt? Thousands of cars carrying hundreds of thousands of peeps back to Los Angeles and vicinity all doing 30 miles an hour. Someone taps their brakes way up ahead and one by one I see the brake lights comming on. Each set getting closer until it is the car in front of me. Then, like all the rest I apply brake, downshift and get ready to start accelerating again as the cars ahead start moving. accelerate shift, accelerate shift, accelerate shift, accelerate shift, accelerate shift, accelerate shift. Alright, rolling 50 miles an hour. Woohooo!!!! Ohhh Crap I see a brakelight way up ahead and one by one they come to me again.

I wish there was a shuttle train from LA to Las Vegas. And on it could ride the tired drunks who left their assets in vegas. Then they wouldn't be slowing down this ice cream wagon and flipping me off for doing my job.

They pass me fast and swoop in front then stand on their brakes so they don't hit the car in front that is slowing down. Welcome dummy, you are now in my safety buffer. Geez I hope I can get stopped before this big truck crushes that mini van with you, your wife, and your . Congratulations,, you made it around me, gained 100 feet and put your family at risk to do it. As well as my driving record, truck and livelyhood.
You almost caused death and dismemberment of your family and harm to my family.

I know trucks seem slow and in the way to you as you weave in and out of traffic like you have watched too much NASCAR.

Just wrote this so any who read might think about what they risk when they get impatient, pass a truck and then cut it off. You have now entered the death zone. From that moment on, it is just a matter of physics. Try as I might, I can't stop any shorter.

Hey, be careful out there.

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