They do this shit at least 3 times a week here in south Mississippi, and its a fucking freight train with over a hundred train cars usually.
They do this shit at least 3 times a week here in south Mississippi, and its a fucking freight train with over a hundred train cars usually.
No, just Interstate 10, seven miles in Reverse…
I’m sure you’re curious why, so short story…
That was right after Hurricane Katrina, we went West to go check on my mom, but hadn’t gotten the news yet that the Eastbound bridge lane of Interstate 10 had collapsed.
Welp, my dad was driving then, and we both looked over and saw the collapsed bridge, so we both basically said FUCK, and put it in reverse and drove slowly backwards to the onramp we entered from. There was no other way back…