Close call

Sue and I were driving from Eugene to Susanville, California today. At one point we stopped at a rest area. When we left, I took the wheel. As I pulled out there was some crazy traffic with vehicles merging from several different directions. I was cautiously merging back into traffic when Sue suddenly screamed: "Oh my God."

My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I prepared to take evasive action. I took my foot off the accellerator and held it up in preparation to either slam on the brakes or accellerate away from trouble. I checked every direction and every mirror looking for the source of the impending collision.

I saw nothing.

Still on hyper-alert, I yelled back at Sue: " What! What is it!"

She excitedly responded: "Two white horses! On my side. That's 200 points!"

I gradually extricated my fingernails from the steering wheel and used one free hand to pound on my chest to get my heart restarted.

After I was able to regain my composure, I was really angry at Sue for the first time since I met her. It was totally unfair of her to wait to start the game until she saw those two horses. Totally.