There I was last saturday morning, barrelling down south at 80 miles an hour - thankful that no stop/go traffic had slowed our way out of the city. A truck started spilling debris on I-55. One of those parts of 55 where there's barely any shoulder for the passing lane. The tire of the SUV in front of us got shredded and they started pulling over. I saw a flying piece of something, swear-to-god it looked like slow-mo, headed for my windshield, and it glanced off the upper-passenger side. Then a big BANG- I didnt even see what left the dent in my lower windshield, as I was kinda distracted by avoiding hitting the SUV. But once we stopped and heartbeats resumed near-normal, it was pretty clear how lucky we'd been...
Thank you, man who invented safety glass!!
And F*** YOU, oblivious trucker who didnt secure his tarp!
