I was driving yesterday coming up on about a 180 degree bend. Some nut coming at me flying like a maniac. PUNK.... I can hear the tires squealing as he’s got it floored and crossing the center line and I’m wearing ear plugs. Lucky for me traffic on my side was going slow because of pipeline work, the road was pretty torn up after the “patching.”
A gas station was on my side so I headed into it as fast as I could. I couldn’t tell how much of my side he was on, but it was too much.
The car behind me wanted to let me back in the lane but I waved him on. He probably had to get out of the way too.
I never saw who was driving because the only thing that mattered was getting out of the way.