Misadventures Along the Road - Part 4

Kitty was about 9 or 10 - or 8 - or maybe 11?? She and I were headed up the Garden State Parkway toward New York. there had been some rain earlier and the road surface was slick. We were nearing Tom's River, when for some unknown reason the car ahead of us braked suddenly. That car continued on immediately and disappeared from sight, but the maneuver caused me to swerve toward the right. I skidded on the wet surface, and left the road, plowing through the mud toward the trees. It was a strange sensation. I was quite calm, and very sure that I was about to die, as I watched those trees come closer and closer. There was no fear, but I was slightly annoyed that it was going to happen about halfway between home and my destination. Someone was going to have to travel all that way to identify our bodies. How inconvenient for them.

The car came to rest, having slowed down as it plowed through the mud, with its nose resting against a tree trunk. No one hurt. No one dead. I had a feeling of anti-climax.

An elderly couple who had watched this happen, drove us to the State Police barracks to call a tow truck to get us out of the mud.

That's all. Our little brush with death.