Before I even tell my story, I want to know the logic behind the expression Near Miss, isn’t it actually more like a near hit? Just saying.
Anyway, I was diving a girlfriend to the pet store on Tuesday at the tail end of Sandy. For local peeps, we were headed south on 113 right at the Kimberton Fairgrounds. A pickup truck was headed north with a couple of storage shelves in the bed of the truck.
The schmuck didn’t have his shelves tied down and a good gust wind blew as the truck took a bump and two storage shelves few out of the bed of the pickup and into my path.
There was nowhere to swerve and no time anyway and I was afraid we were going to take a direct hit in the windshield so I offered a quick prayer.
The shelves landed on the south-bound lane of 113, took a bounce, hit the front of my car (a mini cooper) and, I believe, hydroplaned over my car to their demise crashed to pieces on the road behind my car.
I stopped, parked the car, shut down the engine, and went outside to inspect the damage.
There wasn’t a scratch on my car.
So, I may not have had electric service for four days because of this nasty storm but I know that God is looking after me and that my Angels are working overtime to keep my family and me safe in this crazy world.