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The story starts with a drive to Indiana on Thursday night for a two day work trip and ends tonight in a ditch on the side of the freeway twenty miles outside Ann Arbor. Scariest fucking thing. I was in the left lane, the road was slick, and suddenly I was spinning across the freeway. It's a miracle I didn't get hurt. Somehow, the oncoming traffic missed me and my spiral was slowed by a (well placed?) sign and a ditch before an on ramp. I was in a rental car which will probably turn out to be another bit of luck because the car rental was covered by my company. I'm tired and sore and completely freaked out but I'm okay. And lucky. I'm counting my blessings tonight.
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