Transport Story Time

Once I had driving practice test and all they had were female driving instructors. I always thought female driving instructors were really strict when giving the test. My first time I went to take the test I had one of the fat female driving instructors give me the test, she was really strict. I end up failing because I was too close to the cone but that was because my van is very big. So I went back to take the test, I had one of the different female driving instructors. She was really cool and I ended up passing.

About 25 years ago my best friend and myself took a long ride from NJ to Kentucky. His sister was attending a Veterinary college there and we were going to travel down there to pick her up and take her home for the Christmas holidays.

Some where I think it was on I-64 before Lexington we stopped at a rest stop to sleep a few hours. There was this horrible noise at the other end of the large rest area parking lot. It sounded like someone was just revving their engine really high. We ignored it because we were so dead tired and probably should have stopped hours earlier to catch a few winks.

So a few hours later we woke up and it was getting light outside. The engine revving was still very loud. We hit the rest rooms, got in the truck and started driving away but first wanted to see what that noise was. It was an older junk box car and the engine was racing perhaps 6000RPMs. There was white smoke coming from under the hood and the inside of the car was solid white smoke. We could barely see the outline of a woman sitting behind the wheel obviously dead. She must have died and stiffened up and pushed the gas pedal. I have no idea how that engine did not blow up while revving at 6000 RPM for 3-4 hours.

What a horrifying sound that I still think about today. We were just 24 or so and not exactly into trying to be a hero to get involved. About ten minutes later after we were gone we saw emergency vehicles racing in that direction. To this day it bothers me if we should have done something. But I always know she had been dead long before we got there. And I also know that perhaps dozens of truckers parked or drove by much closer then we did and saw more then we did, and also did nothing.