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Less than six feet from my car, the speeder made an impromptu lane change. In a jerking motion, he swerved his car, striking the left side of my rear bumper. The impact felt like a tap, the kind you of tap you give or receive when you're driving a bumper car, only this wasn't an amusement...

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Published inThe Washington post
Main Author Ramey, Tanya
Format Newspaper Article
LanguageEnglish
Published Washington, D.C WP Company LLC d/b/a The Washington Post 18.12.2003
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Summary:Less than six feet from my car, the speeder made an impromptu lane change. In a jerking motion, he swerved his car, striking the left side of my rear bumper. The impact felt like a tap, the kind you of tap you give or receive when you're driving a bumper car, only this wasn't an amusement park. As my car gently veered toward the middle lane, his struck the Jersey barrier and then began to slide toward mine. Fortunately, I was able to get out of his path. In my rearview mirror I watched his car continue to skate across the road, resting near a grassy hill on the right shoulder. The bumper had a small dent and a couple of scratches. Me? While physically unscathed, I vowed that, from then on, my snow policy would always override the federal government's. Even though some co- workers tease me about my snow plan, my supervisor told me he couldn't blame me, given my commute. Luckily, I have a job where I work from home twice a week.
ISSN:0190-8286