thebitterguy

Man, it's ugly out there.

As I write this, I'm waiting for Cindy to finish registering her kids to go to Mars (trust me, it's not as cool as it sounds. Okay, no, it's kinda cool).

Anyway, it is snowing out there. Ugly snow. Big thick flakes of snow that stick to the ground, turning it into a skating rink.

So, naturally, I get the car today.

All went well. I got the car swiped off at work (all the while smelling malt barley & hops cooking from the Labatt plant), got the tank filled, and was on my way.

The 401? Fine. Kinda congested, but okay.

Went down Hurontario to the street where I make a right and turned left onto Fairwind.

Here's where it gets tricky.

Now, I'm going down Fairwind at the recommended speed of 40. Just moseying along, happy as a clam.

Then, I come to a turn. Attempt to slow down ot make the turn.

ABS kicks in. Let me tell you something. ABS DOES NOTHING. Perhaps I didn't skid. All that meant was I traveled in a straight line. Behind a van (by about a foot), past a tree, up onto a curb and across a lawn onto another driveway. In all, I missed three cars and a tree before coming to a halt.

Someone loves me.