LTAGFERN
08-29-2003, 01:55 PM
Thirteen hundred miles on the odometer. Only thirteen. And . . I received a rock onto my windshield on the freeway driving home this afternoon. There's a certain sound when the windshield cracks . . and mine cracked! A very small hair-line break, almost perfectly centered, a small distance up from the wiper arm. And, to the side of the impact area are a couple of smaller surface craters. These don't have fracture lines . . yet. Bummer!!!!
Although the happening is not his fault, the offending car was some old dude in a brown mid-size Buick, out-of-state plates (Oklahoma), poking along about 60 MPH in the left of three lanes heading west on I-40.
The first booboo is painful. Perhaps, though, better my windshield than a chip in the paint and dent in the body surface.
Perhaps I will alter my driving style to attempt to maintain as much clear distance ahead of me, even if it means 'threading' around and through traffic, passing on the right and such.
Although the happening is not his fault, the offending car was some old dude in a brown mid-size Buick, out-of-state plates (Oklahoma), poking along about 60 MPH in the left of three lanes heading west on I-40.
The first booboo is painful. Perhaps, though, better my windshield than a chip in the paint and dent in the body surface.
Perhaps I will alter my driving style to attempt to maintain as much clear distance ahead of me, even if it means 'threading' around and through traffic, passing on the right and such.