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Originally Posted by speeder
It seems to me that I was moving across the lanes towards the left lane when I hit black ice and we spun 720 degrees @ 60 mph. There was absolutely nothing to do but enjoy the ride. Thankfully to god, there was no other traffic and we did not bounce off the guardrail.
When we stopped spinning, I turned towards them in the back seat and apologized profusely but I could have been telling them I did it on purpose for all they understood me.
The young father just nodded and I got the car pointed south and continued to their destination without anymore drama. They're probably still telling that story 33 years later.
Black ice is no joke.
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Good stuff.
My one and only Triple Salchow in a car was in Massachusetts.
Freshman year in college. I was having a fling with a gal I had met in Charleston the past summer. She went to school at Williams.
We decided that since I got out a few days ahead for Christmas break, I would fly into Albany, make myself useful for a few days with my best friend from HS, who went to Union College in Schenectady, NY, and then we'd all drive on to South Carolina in her car, a VW Type 3 Squareback.
My second day there, big storm. I had driven her car to Union College to stay with Mike at his fraternity (this was the 1970's and Williams dorms were not, uh, integrated.
All goes well until I exit route 7, if I recall a long off ramp. At the bottom of the ramp I am carrying way to much speed as I hit the black ice attempting a right hand turn.
Nice 360 across the intersection, a 360 into the entrance to a restaurant and the final 360 in the parking lot. Over 1000 degrees of spin without hitting a single thing or damaging the car.
The drive to Williams was driven with a bit more care
