Bound to Happen

I totaled our 1997 Honda Odyssey today. My dad and I are both totally fine, thanks be to God. As many of you are aware I'm sure it has been quite snowy around here lately. Today was going to be a great chance to practice some winter driving, especially because Dad and I were going to be delivering gifts for the Angel Tree project at Knox. Everything was going great. I had driven to Knox with no problems, (minus getting stuck getting out of the driveway in the snow bank the snow plow had left at the bottom of the driveway). Then it was time to merge onto the freeway. I was doing pretty well, considering the fact I'm not a fan of freeways. I was checking my blind spot, I was up to speed, I was very well aware of the semi truck that wasn't visibly slowing down and was adjusting my speed accordingly. However, as I was concentrating on the semi I had started to drift towards the right, where there was a ton of snow. My dad warned me to stay to the left and when I checked where I was going it looked like I was about to veer off the road. I wasn't but worrying about the semi had messed with my perception. I over-steered, and over-steered sharply. Anyone who has driven in snow knows that the number one thing you never do is accelerate, brake or turn sharply; you'll lose control of the vehicle. Just like I did. We shot right across all three lanes, (in front of the semi), and slammed into the median wall. Then the car bounced off and spun around and our rear end slammed into the wall and we were stuck on the snow/wall. The airbags deployed and the car filled with smoke. My dad was great. I would've panicked if he hadn't been so calm. A woman pulled over and asked us if we were ok and called 911. Someone had already called, (I assume in a passing car), and five minutes later an ambulance showed up. They put flares out to warn other drivers we were there then waited for the police man to show up. He showed up about 10 minutes later, a soft spoken young man, probably around 25 years old. He looked at the car, asked my dad to drive it across the freeway to the shoulder and got a tow truck to come. The best part is that he just gave me a warning and let us go. God was looking out for us today. 

Kisses,

Abbsters