The roads were covered in snow and ice, the tires on the brand new 40 thousand dollar truck were practicly bald, the truck began to slip and slide, we zigged when zagging would have been more apropiate, if the ditch wasn't as deep the truck woudln't have ended up on its side and the window's wouldn't have ended up cracked, luckily we were all okay, it was quite the ruckus.
Although I never want it to happen again, I supose I can admit it was almost fun.
Basoon eh? that is quite unique, I can ride unicyle, although I havn't in a while. I'm afraid to get back on becauser I don't want to discover that I've been away from it for too long and lost my ability