I was driving up to Stevens Pass this Sunday and had an encounter with black ice. I was just driving along listening to music in two-wheel-drive, and I decided to change lanes. The road looked wet, but right when I started turning I lost control and started spinning. My car spun 90 degrees and started gaining traction, so we started heading for the snow bank. I slammed into the snow bank going about 25-30 mph at 90 degrees and went up on two wheels. At this point, I said to myself, “Shit we’re flipping.” I think I also yelled to my passengers, “Hang on!” Before I knew it we were back on four wheels and spinning. We stopped spinning to finish a perfect 360. Holy shit.
I asked my passengers if they were OK, and they said they were. We drove up a little ways to get off the road, and I got out to check the car. I slipped on the pavement while getting out of the car. My car had very little damage and drove away just fine. I have a new respect for Toyota Trucks, and the accident made me appreciate my car even more. I’m glad that my passengers are OK and my truck only sustained small damage, but the experience scared the crap out of me. We had an awesome day at Stevens and a safe drive back. I’m heading to Whistler this weekend, and I’m going to click on four-wheel-drive a little earlier this time ;).
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