Flashes of Panic

“Give them plenty of space,” said A. “We don’t want to be too close when they flip over.”

Of course, she was joking about the car ahead of us on a winding stretch of road, but I did give them plenty of space as they appeared to be looking for an opportunity to pass some of the cars in front of them.

But the fact that she’d said that made it somehow more startling when, on a straight, flat stretch, they pulled out as if to pass, then kept going off the left side of the road, launched off a dirt embankment, and stopped against a tree, resting on a fieldstone wall.

We made the 911 call, and were there an extra 45 minutes or so, making statements to a state trooper.

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