Racer, there were 5 trucks with huge loads, one pilot car in the front and one in the rear. The loads were bumper to bumper, not even room to squeeze in my little TT, between any of them. The road was a twisty section, maybe the only twisty section between Amarillo and Abilene, and though there were plenty of places to pass one at a time, few places to pass all 5 and the pilot cars as I had to do.
To make it worse, there was a truck broke down on the right shoulder that I had no way of seeing up ahead and when I got midway through the pass one of the load trucks swerved over into the left lane just as I was going around him at about 110 mph. I had to get to the left shoulder in a hurry and was thankful it was wide enough. Maybe he didn't know I was there, but my bet is he did. This is what gives truckers a bad name, and it is regrettable that the good ones suffer because of it.
To the best of my recollection this is how it happened....I'm not sure about the trees? Mrs Rupert was screaming at me "don't hit the trees", so I assume she saw some trees somewhere out there, but I can't personally swear to it . I'm not aware of any trees between Amarillo and Abilene...are you? The rest is authentic and accurate of how it all went down. The good part....Mrs Rupert may never ride with me again in the TT, which means.....I can start shopping for a new car!
You know Racer, Mrs Rupert is always asking why I don't get anything on her long list done......if she only knew how much time I spend on things like this "Near-Accident Report", do you think she would be more understanding?
Regards!