Almost as much as me and snowshoes.
I have had a long string of “accidents” while driving government vehicles. My inability to drive a government vehicle without wrecking it began when I was fighting wildfires. On one particular dispatch, little did I know, the fire wasn’t going to be the dangerous part of the job, getting to the fire was.
I had been driving for eight hours—because I was young and stupid and didn’t know how to boss boys around yet—and not one of the five boys riding in my rig was awake, which pissed me off. My truck was the last in line of a four vehicle caravan. We were in the left lane, passing a car, when suddenly the car sped up, cut off the first vehicle in our caravan, then slammed on its brakes and cut across the median. By the time my foot hit the brake pedal, the front of my truck was eating the back of the van in front of me.
On the plus side?
Every dumb boy in my truck was wide awake...and I didn't have to drive anymore.
