Dino: 1, Dumb-A@# Soccer Mom: 0

Yesterday was a memortable Midwest fall day. Beautiful skies, nice relatively warm temps., just a good time to be outside. As I wrote in another post yesteday, the kind of day one wants to be out playing with his toys. Thanks to Jim Selevin and rsnodgrass for their posts, I was off to a parts store. I did the entire drivetrain in my '74 within the last couple of years so the car has never run so well, at least in the 21 years that I have enjoyed her. This being the case, I thought I'd enjoy the journey for parts. Not far from my casa I entered an intersection. No problems, the light was green for me. Until I got into the intersection. You know how things become a blurr in an instant? Well, the light turned yellow and I saw a car coming into the interseftion past another stopped car. She was aimed right at me and not slowing down to stop, oblivious to me, the red light, the stopped car next to her and yaking on her damn cellphone. I was not quite thru the intersection when I turned hard to port to steer away from her. Right at a curb. Did a quick right to avoid the curb and just braced for the impact and sound of crushing metal. Nothing but screaching brakes and rubber! I was straightened out and was properly headed in my correct lane. Turning toward her, I reached out the top and "waved" bye-bye at her as I yelled at the top of my lungs (have a good day?? Naw.). Never did make it to the parts store. After that, a drive in the country seemed good. Away from other drivers. So, what's the moral of the story? There must be a bunch of them. Don't trust anyone? Cellphones and driving don't mix? Woman drivers, no survivors? At least my bubbaleh and me had a nice drive. Marc