The next issue was with another truck driver who must have forgotten how long his trailer was! I came to an intersection and saw its light turn yellow, and traffic was stopped ahead of me. There was just enough room for my Ranger to fit. As I came to a stop, I looked in my mirrors and there was a truck behind me. I figured he would wait for the light. But NOOOOO! He came across during the red and then tried to squeeze in to my right to clear the trailer through some of the intersection. Where’s a trooper when you need one? This was just ridiculous!
My favorite incident with a truck was last spring when Jr. and I were traveling through Tennessee; we were nearly run off Interstate 65 by a tanker truck! This truck was swerving all over the road, using all three lanes, as if he couldn’t figure out which lane he wanted to use or which part of the lane he preferred. At times he was using two to three lanes at once! Emblazoned on the shiny steel tank he was hauling was the brand of one of Tennessee’s best distilleries. I can’t mention the brand here. What I can say is, Nice driving, Jack!
Until next time, be careful out there; no one else is.