Grinner's close encounter with the Grim Reaper

Tonight, I was driving back from San Jose. 4 hours and 40 minutes into the trip, 10 minutes from home, I am crossing Via De La Valle. This guy starts swerving on the road. I saw that and my first instinct was to slowly move away from him. As soon as I thought that, the guy hits the median at 90 mph. He side swipes the median, wakes up and takes a pretty sharp turn right. Subconsciouly, I had sped up a bit, and he misses me by a few feet, but ends up hitting the car to the right of me. This car was the reason I had to speed up instead of moving right.

All cars seemed to regain control SOMEHOW. May be the big G was watching over us. The sleeper pulled over within the next 1/4 of a mile.

Man, at this my heart was going faster than my car. I drove straight home and wrote this blog.

Anyways, on a happier note. If you are ever in San Jose, don't miss asking me where to go. I went on this drive called the 17 Mile Drive. 17 miles of pure heaven. My cousin and Bhabi were with me. I don't think the three of us had fun like this in a long time.

I am changing the time on this post a little bit to allow, Tom Jones' post to be on top.

-Grin at the Reaper