So here I am, driving towards Dayton on I-70 - I have to get something done at work and then I get to turn around and go back home....
I'm driving towards I-675 and it's practically a whiteout. I'm slowing down, but before it went into a whiteout, there wasn't anyone in front of me.
You can imagine my surprise when fully 50 yards in front of me, an 18 wheeler just shows up. I never really saw him and I honestly saw the top of his trailer before I saw his hazards.
So I'm doing about 50-ish, but he's doing about 20. still I had 50 yards to play with. Unfortunately, the road, which looked clear, was a sheet of ice. I locked all four of my wheels up and I hit him at about 45 MPH. There was a car behind me, but I don't know how he missed this wreck.
Thankfully my car slid STRAIGHT for the 50 yards and thankfully he had his ICC bar so I didn't go under the trailer.
Thankfully no one was hurt.
I hate snow.