A fucking owlVintage Genuine Quality 1970 Perfection The Man The Myth The Bad Shirt on the carcass of a large buck in the mountains at 3-5 am. All you see as you approach are two glowing red orbs, then slowly a huge dark form standing on the edge of the road with eyes of fire. Then you get close enough and this massive fucking owl just gives you the death stare as you go past. You realize it was just a large ass owl standing on the remains of fresh roadkill. Freaked me out for the rest of the dark part of the drive.
Vintage Genuine Quality 1970 Perfection The Man The Myth The Bad Shirt guy held him and the driver died in his arms. Driving down a 2 lane divided highway. I came up to a of semis and went into the left lane to pass. I did a shoulder check to get back into the right lane when I saw headlights in front of me.. in my lane. The car was going the wrong way. I managed to swerve into the ditch, felt like I was mere centimeters from death. Thought my wife’s scream would be the last thing I ever hear.
I think they just kept going. I wasVintage Genuine Quality 1970 Perfection The Man The Myth The Bad Shirt a grey Toyota Tundra in a massive blizzard through on McDonald’s pass. He was going pretty quick most of the way but must have been unfamiliar with how steep the final few miles are. He got away from me as I slowed down to about 35. Not 5 min later I passed his tire marks in the fresh snow that went off the side of the mountain. He pulled over and looked down to see his truck upside down and on fire about 300 yards down.