I love that one minute video! Anyway, yesterday I was in the usual PIT territory of my parish and, due to situational awareness (not paranoia, or do I protesteth too much?!), I noted a zippy car not far behind for a total of about 2 1/2 miles of various roads and streets and highways. Not moving too fast at all I was subjected to a non-blue-light no-siren PIT manuever. “Cool!” sayeth I to myself, knowing exactly what would happen next. With his right front bumper he knocked the back end of my vehicle over a few feet to the side of the road using my back left bumper.
Ramming the manual transmission into a low gear, I smashed the pedal to the metal, regaining control and then pulling over to the ditch. (I coincidentally and happily just happen to have a four-tire trick that makes PITs difficult to complete on my vehicle.). I was looking, meanwhile, at whoever it was who was offering me such an enthusiastic greeting on the beautiful and otherwise peaceful byways.
Getting out, I waved nicely at the fellow who pulled in right behind me, while I then reached under the left back bumper and popped out the indentation. No harm done. A good bumper, mind you. Not the first time. I gave him a friendly thumbs up with a huge smile and wave and got back in my vehicle.
But he couldn’t leave it at that. I think he wanted to know who I was, so he got out before I could take off and came up to my rolled down window, apologizing even while intensely noticing a legal open-carry legal gun legally visible on the passenger seat next to me. More apologies. I kept telling him: “Don’t worry! No damage! It’s all alright! You’re fine! I’m fine! God bless you!”… all with the biggest brightest smile and happiest demeanor I could muster. Had I had a concealed carry permit (I’m working to get that) he would never have seen the gun. This wasn’t done on purpose. Open carry must be totally open. Just a little innocent practice for him and for me. Diffusing a situation is ALWAYS the way to go if you can. ;-) It’s surprising what can turn people into being friends.
Anyway, this kind of thing never happens by coincidence. I’m sure I’ll meet up with this fellow again (seeing which road this started on), and this incident will stand me in good stead. I just thought this was all the coolest thing ever and that I might share this with you. All set up by guardian angels, I’m sure.
UPDATE: Here are the lyrics:
Just the good ol’ boys,
Never meanin’ no harm,
Beats all you’ve ever saw, been in trouble with the law since the day they was born.
Straight’nin’ the curve,
Flat’nin’ the hills.
Someday the moutain might get ’em, but the law never will.
Makin’ their way,
The only way they know how,
That’s just a little bit more than the law will allow.
Just good ol’ boys,
Wouldn’t change if they could,
Fightin’ the system like a true modern day Robin Hood.