By Just L
Date: 2014 Jun 21
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I once hit black ice, and the brakes didn’t matter. The car rolled over twice, and in an instant we hit a pole and were on the tracks. I recall every second of it in s-l-o-w motion. It was out of control but I wasn’t scared. When you grabbed my hand… Same effect.

Just L
June 9, 2014