Trucks And Two-lane Roads

    It was a normal day in April, a Friday and a beautiful Friday it was. Everyone but I was heading home, looking forward to the first warm weekend in a while, but I was stuck at school for another few hours, doing my driving portion of Driver’s Education.

    My partner, the teacher and I got into the car, me in the driver's seat, and we drove out to the outskirts of town. This was the “rural roads” section of the program, which I had nearly completed. I had been driving only four days of my life now, never having had any previous experience driving anything faster than a go kart or bigger than a golf kart. I considered myself a pretty decent driver, as did my teacher, but still incredibly inexperienced with anything in relation to driving. It was about a thirty-minute drive over to the road my teacher had “picked out” for us to practice on. The whole way she was remembering all the crazy experiences she had had with previous students, all the things her students had done wrong and what not, and personally I was rather discomforted by it. As we arrived at the road, we switched drivers and I was out of the driver’s seat for now. As my partner drove down the road, he did rather well, meeting little traffic and staying “between the lines”. He ran off the road once, but recovered quickly and calmly, putting us in no danger. At the end of the stretch of road, he pulled off and it was my turn. I fastened my seatbelt; pulled onto the road, and immediately noticed I was a lot worse off than my partner. It was now nearly dark, shadowy and there was a lot more traffic on the road. I drove as carefully and calmly as I could, way under the posted 45 on this very narrow, curvy country road. As I was nearing the end of the road, everything had gone pretty well, no running off the road or close calls. I was coming around the last hairpin curve, going a little faster that I was before, as I was getting more comfortable with the road. I start to guide the car around the curve, and out of the blue there’s a big wall of white coming toward me. There was a delivery truck coming around the curve completely on my side of the road, speeding. I flipped out completely. I did everything in my power not to just close my eyes and scream, hoping it would all go away. If I had served to the right, off the road, I would’ve fell straight down about thirty feet and slammed into a tree at the bottom of the hill. On the left of the road, there was a large rock face, which came to within about a foot of the narrow road. I had no idea what to do, so I just slammed on the brakes and hoped the more experienced driver would save my life. Yes, I know, I had literally just put my life as well as the life of two other people in the hands of some low wage truck driver that I had never seen in my life. He could have been passed out, drunk, high, on the phone, out of control, crazy, or just plain stupid, or some outrageous combination of the seven. If I had had the time to let it, my life probably would have flashed before my eyes, and I would have thought about all the people I would have left behind, including my girlfriend. I would have died after only five hours of driving, most people getting away with tens of thousands of those same hours. My life, only fifteen years long was about to end, during Driver’s Ed. But, miraculously, the truck driver swerved to his side of the road, I completed the turn and continued to maneuver down the road. The car was completely silent for a few minutes, and finally I just said, “Wow” and my instructor just nodded her head as we drove back toward school.

    I obviously hate near-death experiences, but they sure are a lot of fun to talk about afterward.
jake1123456 jake1123456
18-21, M
2 Responses Oct 15, 2006

That was pretty frightening. All the best.

Wow! What a frightening experience, I am glad the truck driver acted quickly and thus saved you. The trouble is that you can be the safest driver on the road, it is the other silly fools that cause so many accidents. I wish you safe driving in the future.