You know that your trivia knowledge of catchphrases past extends back perhaps a few more years than you'd like to admit. Or maybe the ice just got the best of you.
Well that second big ice/snow storm we had from March 1-3 this year got us. After four years of successfully maneuvering the slick roads and snows, our beloved Ford Ranger met its match in the form of a traffic pole at an intersection. On the way home from work on a day when it got really bad, we fishtailed through an intersection at a relatively low speed (about 10 mph) and found ourselves just barely missing several cars ... only to watch, in that gut wrenching variety of slow motion vision not to be envied by anyone, ourselves slowly hurtling toward a pole and no way to stop it.
Long story short. No one injured. Not even a pole! Airbags didn't even deploy! Yours truly did manage to push the truck away as C maneuvered and we limped home. Insurance called. Several days later, truck totalled. Check issued. Not a bad thing after all. Rental rented. Much visiting of cars.com and a few visits to dealerships and test drives later, we settled upon a new vehicle.
... to be continued ...