I was snowmobiling today, and there's one intersection where you have to go through right in front of where the cars are stopped. The road is 5 lanes wide.
I was waiting there for 10 minutes to find the right time to go. The light turned red, so I pulled as hard as I could on the handle of my snowmobile to go. Then I noticed that the cars that I was going in front of had started to move.. The light turned green. One lane stopped for me (and there was a cop in this lane), and the other lane couldn't see me due to the first lane being stopped and full.
I couldn't turn around, or stop, because I would have been hit. I kept going, and all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I saw a bumper an inch away from my shoulder. I just missed it, and then I looked behind me, and the lady kept going a few feet before stopping, going at around 55 MPH.
I kept going, and then I looked behind me and noticed that the police officer followed me, so I stopped. He came up to me, asked me my age and stuff, and warned me that I was almost hit, and need to be more careful, bleh, bleh.
It's really got me thinking.. I could be dead right now.. Why am I alive?
The worst part is, my younger sister was on the back with me.. She could have died too.
Just a slight rant, sorry. Not sure where to post this.
I was waiting there for 10 minutes to find the right time to go. The light turned red, so I pulled as hard as I could on the handle of my snowmobile to go. Then I noticed that the cars that I was going in front of had started to move.. The light turned green. One lane stopped for me (and there was a cop in this lane), and the other lane couldn't see me due to the first lane being stopped and full.
I couldn't turn around, or stop, because I would have been hit. I kept going, and all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I saw a bumper an inch away from my shoulder. I just missed it, and then I looked behind me, and the lady kept going a few feet before stopping, going at around 55 MPH.
I kept going, and then I looked behind me and noticed that the police officer followed me, so I stopped. He came up to me, asked me my age and stuff, and warned me that I was almost hit, and need to be more careful, bleh, bleh.
It's really got me thinking.. I could be dead right now.. Why am I alive?
The worst part is, my younger sister was on the back with me.. She could have died too.
Just a slight rant, sorry. Not sure where to post this.













