Going north on 427 in the van at the 401 and all hell breaks loose. A recycle bin pops out of the bed of a pickup ahead of me and it became like a pinball game as cars hit it and it bounced in front of other cars then again. Cars are swerving to miss it and it's as predictable a football landing.
I hit it and somehow it ended up behind me in the right lane so I pulled onto the shoulder and dragged it to the side, letting traffic return the the normal chaos. The pickup driver walked back to retrieve it and we had a little chat. "That's the kind of S*** that gets people killed" was my opening line. "You're supposed to properly secure your load."
The little turd says he did. Well if he did why was the bin on the highway?
About a minute later a guy went by on a bike. Could have been interesting if he was a bit earlier.
Rant over.
I hit it and somehow it ended up behind me in the right lane so I pulled onto the shoulder and dragged it to the side, letting traffic return the the normal chaos. The pickup driver walked back to retrieve it and we had a little chat. "That's the kind of S*** that gets people killed" was my opening line. "You're supposed to properly secure your load."
The little turd says he did. Well if he did why was the bin on the highway?
About a minute later a guy went by on a bike. Could have been interesting if he was a bit earlier.
Rant over.