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 didnt 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...
Regards
J.R.
thats not nice