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My GSP, Dutch
I was headed out for a fun weekend with my Dad and wife on Saturday morning. After a fantastic breakfast at GW Hunters in Post Falls, Idaho (I highly recommend, BTW), we headed South on Highway 95 for Moscow and Lewiston. The planned agenda was to visit my Great Uncle down in Colton (he’s been feeling pretty rotten recently) and then head on down to one of my projects in Lewiston and show Dad and the wife what I do for a living.
Dad was tired from not having slept well the night before, so I drove. His truck was (yes, WAS) a 2005 Chevy Silverado 4x4 ex cab short box with about 15,000 miles on it.
4 miles North of Moscow, Idaho, the car two in front of me slammed on his brakes to make a last minute left turn onto a side road. I slammed on my brakes, and came to a stop, 4th in line. As I was braking, I was watching my rear view, and all I could see was a big, white cattle guard on the front of a mid-80’s F-150 coming up WAY to fast to stop.
I told my family that we were going to get hit, and let off the brake and turned the wheels left, because I was going to hit the gas and make the turn onto the side road to get out of the way. I had to hesitate for a split second to make sure there was no oncoming traffic, and it was long enough so that as soon as I hit the throttle, we got hit. We got hit HARD. I rolled onto the side road (somehow, managed to not get pushed forward into the car in front of me, who conveniently left the scene), and got out to make sure everybody was okay.
Dad has been under a lot of strain lately, for a bunch of different factors, and he lost it. I had an aid car come to take his vitals. His blood pressure was sky high. We took it again 5 minutes later, and it had stabilized and returned to normal, but he sure gave me a scare for a minute.
Anyway, turns out that the truck behind the guy who hit us hit HIM, also, so he got sandwiched.
No one was seriously hurt, but Dad went in to emergency last night because his back hurt so bad. My wife seems none the worse for wear. I hurt like I got run over in a stampede of elephants. My back keeps going into spasm. I think I’ll go in this morning and see if they can give me some happy pills.
Dad’s truck is a total loss. The entire rear frame is bent under, so the trailer hitch is pointing straight down. The bed went forward, mashed the cab, which is tweaked out of square. The rear axle is not sitting square under the truck.
We had it towed to my cousins place in Colton, and are waiting for an adjuster to see what the story is. I’m scared out of my mind driving now. The trip in this morning was a little nerve shattering, but I’ll get over it.
Anyway, fun weekend…
Dad was tired from not having slept well the night before, so I drove. His truck was (yes, WAS) a 2005 Chevy Silverado 4x4 ex cab short box with about 15,000 miles on it.
4 miles North of Moscow, Idaho, the car two in front of me slammed on his brakes to make a last minute left turn onto a side road. I slammed on my brakes, and came to a stop, 4th in line. As I was braking, I was watching my rear view, and all I could see was a big, white cattle guard on the front of a mid-80’s F-150 coming up WAY to fast to stop.
I told my family that we were going to get hit, and let off the brake and turned the wheels left, because I was going to hit the gas and make the turn onto the side road to get out of the way. I had to hesitate for a split second to make sure there was no oncoming traffic, and it was long enough so that as soon as I hit the throttle, we got hit. We got hit HARD. I rolled onto the side road (somehow, managed to not get pushed forward into the car in front of me, who conveniently left the scene), and got out to make sure everybody was okay.
Dad has been under a lot of strain lately, for a bunch of different factors, and he lost it. I had an aid car come to take his vitals. His blood pressure was sky high. We took it again 5 minutes later, and it had stabilized and returned to normal, but he sure gave me a scare for a minute.
Anyway, turns out that the truck behind the guy who hit us hit HIM, also, so he got sandwiched.
No one was seriously hurt, but Dad went in to emergency last night because his back hurt so bad. My wife seems none the worse for wear. I hurt like I got run over in a stampede of elephants. My back keeps going into spasm. I think I’ll go in this morning and see if they can give me some happy pills.
Dad’s truck is a total loss. The entire rear frame is bent under, so the trailer hitch is pointing straight down. The bed went forward, mashed the cab, which is tweaked out of square. The rear axle is not sitting square under the truck.
We had it towed to my cousins place in Colton, and are waiting for an adjuster to see what the story is. I’m scared out of my mind driving now. The trip in this morning was a little nerve shattering, but I’ll get over it.
Anyway, fun weekend…
