30 MPH Going Nowhere

The needle was pushing 35, but I was standing still. Now, I understand that an S-10 is a small truck, and it's a little light in the rear-end due to my fifth-wheel air-gate, but there's gotta be something wrong with the way Fayetteville maintains its roads.

I was sitting at a stoplight anticipating the green light and the spinning, when I noticed my truck actually sliding back down the hill. Yes, it was a steep hill, and I was trying to make a turn up the hill from the stoplight, but come on. I just sat there and didn't move an inch, at least not forward anyway.

I tried rolling backwards so I could get a little bit of a run at it, but no luck there either. A couple of times I actually thought I was going to roll into the car behind me.

Finally, I realized the only way out of this situation was to go back down the hill. I admitted defeat, cut the wheel to the left and rolled backwards into oncoming traffic. Luckily there was only a small curb dividing the road from a parking lot that I was rolling backwards toward. So, I let off the brake and braced myself.

After everything was said and done, I ended up taking the long way home, managed to get out of the situation with only a little curb burn on the front bumper, and I remembered to put the extra weight back in the bed of my truck when I got home to prep for the upcoming weather.

It's kinda ironic that was actually talking to the guys at work about this today and I forgot to do it at lunch. Oh well, all is well that ends well I suppose.