Near Death Experience

I haven't written a post in a while. I've thought about it...I've planned to do it...but let's be real - I'm lazy.

Anyways - I figured I would tell you guys about my near death experience that happened last Saturday.

It was a normal, lazy Saturday. Really lazy actually but that's not the point.

My friends and I were going to go to a corn maze in Sanford that evening. I volunteered to drive basically because nobody else would (mistake #1).

We left around 6:00pm to head to the corn maze which was about an hour away. I was following my friend because he knew where he was going (mistake #2). My friend had his truck full and I had my car full.

I hate, hate, HATE following people. I should have just gotten the address and went.

But seriously...following people is literally the worst, and let me tell you why.

We made it the whole way. The whole way of slow driving and inconsistent speeds. I don't know if my friend was making sure not to lose me but it was freaking annoying. We went 50mph in a 55 mph zone...then he would speed up to 70...back down to 50. Seriously?!? Ugh.

And then there is me...mimicking his every move because I can't pass him. I didn't know where I was going!

We get all the way there and he misses the left turn into the corn maze.

We pull into a gas station to turn around.

Instead of going to the light like a NORMAL PERSON would do, my friend just goes to a left turn against traffic (aka: a 4 lane highway). We are sitting there forever....he must be waiting for an opening for us to get through. Right?

Wrong.

...this is where I put myself and my car of people in danger.

I saw the light turn red for the main stretch of road. Ok. It must be our time to go. My friend goes, and me being stupid decide to go right after him. Again, I made the dumb assumption that he was waiting for a gap.

I go without looking (mistake #3) -- and about get nailed by 2 cars. 1 in each lane. I FLOOR IT! I mean, it was too late...I was going...I was sticking out in the road. I had to go.

I think we literally missed both cars by 1 yard. I probably could have reached out and touched them.

The whole car screamed. I didn't scream...I was too focused on trying to not end up dead.

Long story short we made it through. I got grief from a guy in the backseat...which really helps a flustered driver calm down, you know? I was so mad because he acted like I did it on purpose. I just want to be like - yes, I meant to turn out in front of 2 cars. That's how I always drive. I like to take chances.

I apologized to everybody more than necessary but I felt awful. I mean, I didn't just put myself in danger, I put their's in danger as well and that is not ok.

But we made it to the corn maze in one piece...barely.

We ended up having a good/fun night, and everybody allowed me to drive them home afterwards (I used my GPS on the way back so I didn't have to follow anybody).

God was on my side that night and I am thankful each and every day.

And to the passengers of my car - I am still so sorry. I was careless. It won't happen again.