One of my first memories was with me dad. This memory isn't very big or important. But is one that has always stuck in my head.
I wanted to stay the night at my grandparents. This is when I lived in York. It took all I had to talk my dad into taking me to their house, probably because he thought he would have to come pick me up when I change my mind about staying.
So I packed my clothes and we got in the car and took off. It was only about a six block drive.
At the time it was winter and we had a Ford Tarus. We got two blocks away and we turned the corner onto their street, we hit a patch of ice and did a complete 360. And from that point on I don't remember anything else, it's all fuzzy.
By, Josh Pettygrove
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Hey Josh, This past winter I had an experience just like yours. I was driving during a snowstorm when all of a sudden the road turned to ice. A car in front of me lost control, and I had to do everything I could to avoid him. Unfortnately I actually totalled my car as I smacked into a guardail- twice. Thankfully no one got hurt, though. I hope you were ok!
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