Last night it was very dark and I was going about 45 on Arkansas 10 in Little Rock. There was a folded folding table that jumped right out at me in the right lane that must have fallen out of someone's truck. It was one of those big six by three footers about three inches high when folded they use at banquets made out of steel and compressed wood. I couldn't switch lanes because someone was in the other lane or slow down fast enough, so I braced for impact and the worse case scenario.

Kuro went over it like it was a bug in the road. I jimmied the wheel for allignment problems and looked for damage but there was none. I thought with the tight suspension, it would have felt like running over an elephant. I mean the thing was at least three inches high.

A tribute to the car and its ability to remain in control in bad situations.

 

I hate those "brace for impact" deals that pop up while driving every so often,glad she's OK.

 

Even after I read it I'm thinking, How did blood get on the table?

I get it now