It was a day that will stay in my mind forever. A Sunday that I will never forget. An ice storm had come through the area a few days earlier. Roads were covered with snow and ice; the back roads were terrible to drive on. The roads tend to slope to the ditches, and when they are ice covered it's really dangerous driving. Well I decided to take one of those dangerously icy roads. It was around one in the afternoon coming back from lunch after church. I was driving home with my friend Brad who had joined my family for church that day. My family drove two separate cars that week because I was in the sound booth running the power point for the service and I had to be at the church at the awful hour of 7:30 am!! Well of course the rest of the family didn't need to be there till 8 so they came later. Well after the second service we went to lunch at Fazoli's, which is one of our favorite Sunday dinner spots. Brad decided to come home with me to keep me company so I didn't have to drive by my self. Which I have to say was a wonderful idea seeing as the roads were a mess and I needed all the distractions possible to keep my mind off the fact that one little swerve and I could die!!! So we were driving along...making it just fine on the main highway. Then comes the "side road of death" as I like to call it. It's a road that is no longer than a half mile that connects my road with the main highway. Well this road is full of hills and is really hard to drive on in the summer let alone the winter when there is an inch of ice on the road. Well the city trucks had actually gone down this road and salted it, which is amazing. But the only thing is that the salt hadn't totally melted the ice on the whole road. Some parts were clear and other parts were not. Well I had made it almost all the way down the road when the van started to drift towards the ditch. Well naturally I tried to turn it back the other way. Well
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