I had a dream this morning – it was one of those dreams that wakes you up from a dead sleep.
I was driving the cool Toyota pickup to work. Hwy 71 West is two lanes both ways. I was in the right lane and an 18-wheeler was in the left lane. I was traveling faster than the 18-wheeler. I was quickly approaching a van in my lane, so I sped up so I could get into the left lane to pass the van. As I did this, the 18-wheeler sped up. I attempted to merge into the left lane. I knew the 18-wheeler was in my blind spot, but I didn’t know he was that close. I knew I was going to cut him off. I was doing this because he sped up intentionally so I would have to wait for him to pass me before I could pass the van.
My left rear wheel caught the front right quarter panel of the rig, lifting the back of my truck and catapulting me forward. This all happened in the blink of an eye and with massive force. It scared the hell out of me and I woke up.