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However, in a head-on with one of these high end SUV yuppie mobiles, your last thought as you are impaled on the steering column and your skull is caved in by the bullet proof steel dash will be that the driver of the other vehicle got his too, even with air bags, crush zones, leather and all.

Heh, there were two drunks in a Mercedes sedan that were going westbound in the eastbound lanes of I-80 in November of 1981. I was driving a ’78 Peterbilt at the time. For some reason, drunks like to aim for oncoming headlights. Anyway, I got it slowed down to about 40 when we hit. They pushed the steering axle back to the fuel tanks. At the time I was permitted for 105,500 lbs but was probably loaded closer to 103,500. There was a lot of noise and excitement, but I didn’t get bounced around much. They got the short end of the stick that morning and got to experience a twelve cylinder Detroit sitting in their lap(s). Airbags made no difference...

That Pete was a conventional, not a COE I assume? Probably urban legends but You hear stories about 3 guys on motorcycles. One guy gets ahead, turns around and rides between his buddies...oops.

Regards

J.R.

They got the short end of the stick that morning and got to experience a twelve cylinder Detroit sitting in their lap(s). Airbags made no difference...

thats not nice