I have been anticipating a breakdown for many years now. I have never had one but I know of some people who have, even in my own family. I guess it was just a matter of time before I ended up at the side of a road thinking about death......So there I was, on I-15 southbound, driving at a swift clip in the fast lane as always. Then I lost power, the RPM's flatlined and I had to guide my vehicle across three lanes of traffic to the shoulder. Except I was approaching a small incline in the highway and my momentum petered out. I found myself perched on an overpass, cement barrier on one side and eighteen wheelers from hell on the drivers side. There was an unending line of semi trucks, cement trucks, dump trucks, fuel trucks, all speeding within feet of my sardine can. As each behemoth invaded my safety bubble my whole car felt as if it would take flight and flip over the cement barrier. This is about the time I began thinking about death. Really it would take but a small distraction in the driver of a truck and I wouldn't feel a thing. I kept my eye on my rearview mirror guaging the trajectories of the oncoming vehicles. Just when I started to sort out an escape plan a police officer pulled up behind me. He walked up to my passenger window and told me that I sure chose a dangerous place to park. ha ha. Next he pushed me out of harm's way using the bumper of his patrol car.
After having my life flash before my eyes about 60 times I firmly decided to replace my beloved and aged BMW for a more "mature" vehicle. Two days later my master negotiator (Dave) and a car salesman went to battle over the purchase price of my new and lovely Lexus sedan. Hopefully I won't have a breakdown for another ten years. Mental breakdown? no guarantees
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