We were on our way back from an out of town track meet. My brother, my sister, my mother and I. John had placed first in everything. I was just trying to keep up with him.
In a lot of ways.
There was a semi-truck in front of us. A tire came loose. I woke up to the sound of it flying under my mother's Honda Civic. Sparks were everywhere. The semi-truck veered off of the bridge.
I'd forgotten about that accident until just now.