Please pass the toilet paper
Yesterday, I 'bout pooped my britches as I backed into a customers driveway that was a downhill, packed snow and sleet super slide from you know where. Just as I broke over the slight downhill run, it got steeper and I had no traction what so ever. I'm 40' and gaining speed from their home and a dodge truck under a carport in an uncotrolled slide. I knew if I didn't do something fast, there was going to be a BIG problem. I tried shifting into drive, but with no traction i...t was a worthless venture. So the only thing I could think to do was to cut the wheels sharp left hoping to steer at least away from their home and attempt a hockey style stop going in side ways. I cut it left and let off the break pedal enough to allow the truck to turn. My front end went off the driveway and into the customers yard, which happened to be terraced. The first level of the terrace was about 8" tall, my right front wheel hit it hard but it slowed the truck down just a bit. I rolled off it, truck still sliding at impulse speed towards the guys dodge truck. With butt cheeks so tight, I thought I was going to have to go to a proctologist to get it back right. I came to a final stop, sideways, a mere 18" from the customers truck! OMG!
The customer had seen it all from inside his house, came out and said, "D***, that was some skill right there now! I just knew you were going to hit something!"
With a sigh of relief, I requested some toliet paper just in case and said it was nothing more than pure luck. I was thankful to not damage either of our property.
Careful out there folks, those moments of pooping yourself are just a slick incline away!
