So our first day out we were traveling along in the mountains around Asheville NC in a construction zone with limited width and restricted lanes (no trucks in the left lane). A truck hauling an oversized load passes us on the left, forcing us into a pile of barrier and guard rails that puts a scratch all down our passenger side. He then went on to force the 18 wheeler ahead of us off the road onto the shoulder.
I’m pissed, but just glad the damage was all superficial.
Today I think I got my composure back, as today went without anything but nice scenery and an early arrival. Let’s count our blessings, right.