Accident waiting to happen

I can’t fathom, for the life of me, why the intersection at Eckhardt and Martin streets is such a gauntlet for drivers.

I can’t fathom, for the life of me, why the intersection at Eckhardt and Martin streets is such a gauntlet for drivers.

There is nothing wrong with it, as far as the naked eye can see, unless you bring into the equation a driver daydreaming about winning the $50 million Lotto Max, some idiot texting, and the bat out of hell driver going nowhere in particular, except to make the last call at the pub.

Bring them all together at the same point in time, and “voila,” you have instant flying glass and carnage.

Eckhardt and Martin is such a popular place for these and other morons to meet while driving. It amazes me why they don’t set up a dumpster at this junction to deposit the debris from the wrecks.  It’s so predictable every week that a collision will take place at this popular place to bump into someone you know, or a complete stranger.

For that matter, it will be someone you have something in common with, a date with ICBC.

I almost had the unpleasure today of making someone’s acquaintance at this death trap. And if looks could kill, I would be pushing up daisies. Yes, you with the smoke-filled blue cab Toyota. Smoking will take your breath away and your vision to see that the light was red for you.

If you are in such a hurry to pass (as in dying), you go on ahead. I still have unfinished business, like enjoying some good times with my family and such.

Andy Homan

 

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