White knuckle experiences

Every time I'm in a cluster of Swift, England, or Prime trucks.
Knuckles go white, butt cheeks clench, breathing becomes irregular.

 

Sounds like an an orgasm.

 

Definitely not the good kind

 

OK: I'll go. HWY 78, 278, 1 & 25 East bound in a Mack Cruise Liner bobtail. Topped over the hill in the rain on a four lane running the speed limit, 45. Guard rails in the middle and on both sides with water past them. It was about a 1/4 mile to the other side and a land yacht was parked half in the road and restraunt driveway. Four wheelers were steady passing on the left.I pushed the brake and the truck jumped to a 30 degree angle. Off the brake and steered to correct. Ok I was a little quick on the brake I thought and eased on the pedal with the same result. Then I baby foot, baby foot, baby foot on the pedal with the same result. At that time it was clear that dog was not stopping before it hit that car. I hit the left turn signal and pulled the air horn. The four wheelers made a little room. I eased left even though I questioned if it was enough. That big old car never moved. Glad I had a good distance and the cars moved.

 

Had one yesterday. Driving back home deadhead on 86 through Corning, NY. It's 3:30 am and noone else on the road. The road has some good bends so I slow down a little. Come around a corner and there's a car in my lane with the reverse lights on. Takes me a split second to realize the idiot missed his exit and is backing up.

 

Hit that nail square on the head

 

I'll add mine... when my B/P goes down, from reading.... and then @Lepton1 's addition to the party, LoLoL~!

 

White out, empty, the ink was still wet on my CDL, trying to get from Waverly Nebraska to the J in Gretchen....wind howling out of the north, dusk....using the rumble strip to figure out where I was...

There was a truck stop before Gretchen, but when I got off the ramp, I couldn't see it, so back on I 80...inched my way to Gretchen...first drive in a semi in snow...

They had to surgically remove the upholstery from my puckered parts.

 

I had one a few days ago....6AM....in NC on US64 east, 10 miles before hitting I-95

Was on my 12th hour in my 14 clock...hurrying to get back to the yard.

I'm moving a 70MPH, pass a slow PRIME truck...something tells me to stay in the left lane, since I did not want to re-switch back into left lane as the on-ramp was coming up --- you know, the "look ahead mentality"

Suddenly I hear the left lane rumble strips, and the truck tugs left, and next thing I feel is the freakin' trailer wagging me...and I find myself whipped to the right lane....

Let's just say that any sleep creeping up in my system was knocked out QUICK!!

All I could think about from that point was ..."what if the PRIME truck had been next to me?"