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Road rage on steroids. Dont ask me how I know that.
"That could almost put you on two wheels with that high moving CG.""almost" would have been better, but we didn't go over. I was young, inexperienced, and tired from driving all night. Getting that load onto and down the highway was entirely different than getting off. Gotta remember about that top rack. I'm sure I didn't drive long enough to ever really become experienced, I was just lucky. I bet you have thousands of stories. I haven't talked about this in years. An almost forgotten chapter.I lived in Portland, Oregon in 1983. We had some world class freezing rain and ice storms. I don't remember what year it was but on a trip from Portland to Bend over Christmas on Highway 26 (the shoulder of Mt Hood), we got snarled in a highway closure because a truck had slid through the guard rail and partly off the highway. The cab was hanging out over the canyon amidst the tree tops. Pretty spectacular. Good thing he was loaded. I have to go pound nails now.