What's your biggest "pucker" moment on the road?

LOL - sure, it's your story, tell it any way you want to!

 

I was on a two lane.Wet roads,empty trailer,slight down grade.Speed limit about 45 mph.I was headed north and school bus came south around a curve and put its stopping lights on.I braked,looked in the rearview and saw the trailer start to come around.Got off the brakes and straightened out.Tried to brake again,same thing.Thank God the bus driver figured out what was going.She put her lights back to yellow from red and waved me on.She proably puckered,I know I did.

 

I have to pucker any time I look in the mirror and see that my trailer is trying to pass me.

 

ok - only a minor pucker, at least on my part. I think the other party involved sucked up some seat cushion...

Was backing in the yard today (test time!).. pulled in, set up, GOALed.. tooted the horn (just to annoy the terminal manager), and started backing. No problem.. just me, a long-nose pete, 53 feet of moving trailer, and a hole in which it would fit nicelyl.

Except Some L/O bobbing came blowing through at about 30 mph, cut behind my trailer (and past), and started setting up for the trailer one over from my hole..

There was at least as much room in front of me as there was behind the trailer.

As soon as he started backing, I was out of my cab and on his step - big furry face full of glowing red eyes and long pointed teeth - and being LOUD. I was not pleased. Not even a little bit.

After I had my say, I returned to my truck and put the trailer away. Ain't heard nuffin from the terminal people - but judging by the way the man turned albino, they may have a difficult time unseating him.

Yes, I' STILL cranked up at that guy, and no - I made NO threats.

 

Brickman was that you??????

Alan

 

Jeez, there have been so darn many of them. The topper may be having a new driver behind the wheel east bound on 90 in SD. December, about 9 pm, while I was napping it started to rain and rain in SD in December ain't good. Newbie didn't like the chatter on the radio so it was off. When she screamed at me I looked out the window to what appeared to be used oil poured on the road. Black, shiny and from ditch to ditch. At the bottom of a slight incline was in the left lane, a trooper then a 6 wheeler smacked onto the bridge retainer on the right, (did I mention a bridge at the bottom of the icy hill?) then another truck in the left lane on the far side of the bridge. Two lane changes would have been required to get past all this. In the side mirror I see about 30 vehicles on the shoulder of the road. "What do I do?" she asks. Pick a ditch (and make doggone sure it's the right hand side one) and drive into it, says I. Things were going swimmingly until she hit the shoulder and felt the steer tire drop a bit onto the road edge. Then she panicked. Then she locked up the brakes. Then we did a 360 degree spin down the ditch trailer first, though a wire fence and came to a halt 20 yards from the frontage road facing the original direction of travel and parked straighter than she had ever parked a truck before.

Total damage; one blue line of paint transfered from the truck fairing onto the trailer and a slightly bent fairing. Lucky as he77. I was even able to drive the thing onto the frontage road and to the on-ramp. State trooper stopped by for a visit of course, but commented on our luck and let us go.

Have had worse, but that time I was not behind the wheel. The lack of control was the worst of it.

 

Great story. It had all the elements: newbie, slick road, obstacles to avoid, screaming and a 360 to boot.I managed to laugh out loud. Thanks I needed that.

 

I've been otr for a little over 6years now so I've had more than one pucker but I'd say the most memorable was late 09. I was running west on 70 through the San Juan's. On the east side of Eisenhower, clear and dry. No prob.I come out the west side, a foot of snow and 14 wrecks. I'm only going about 20 bacause I'm seeing all kinds if party lights ahead of me. I come out of the tunnel and no more than 5 seconds go by before I'm sideways and crapping myself, picking up speed. Well, I saved her after doing a complete 360. Nothing hit, nothing damaged in my rig. I get stopped on the left side, and after wiping, I take a look behind me. An impala comes screaming out of the tunnel, loses control, heads right at me. Again, I poop. Withless than 10 feet til he plows my trailer, he dashes right and Slams into the Jersey wall on the right. He hits right in between two stopped rigs on the right, not touching either of them. There was less than a foot on either side of that car. Nothing but the impala was damaged that night. Igotta tell ya, anyone don't believe God watches out for truckers, idiots and virgins is a fool.