Brake: (n) a device for slowing or stopping a moving vehicle
Oblivion is the condition we find ourselves in just prior to the tragedy we refer to as “an accident.”
I had a car with a trailer attached to it. There’s nothing particularly unusual about that. But when you pull such a trailer, you require additional brakes placed on the rear, so that when you want to stop, it helps you instead of mocking you.
So having ascended a high peak, it was time to come down the other side. I remember thinking to myself, how fun this will be–just placing the car in neutral and coasting down the side of the cliff.
The immediate problem was that the trailer I was hauling was actually heavier than the car I was driving. As I was coasting down the mountain, I noticed I was picking up a little too much speed.
I tried to slow down by hitting the brakes. I quickly discovered that my brakes were no longer willing to brake.There was too much weight from the rear.
Faster and faster I careened, descending the precipice.
To my left were rock formations and to my right was the end of the road and a really big fall. Straight ahead were twisty roads which promised to send me into the rocks or over the edge.
I kept pumping the brakes, hoping they would at least consider a bit of grace to cover my stupidity.
To this day, short of divine intervention, I do not know how I finally got that trailer to slow down so I could pull off and stop.
There was a horrible smell of burnt rubber–and pee-pee in my pants.
Ever since then I have been a great believer in brakes, especially when they’re well taken care of … and you don’t ask them to move mountains.
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