Stuck

In the night, I heard a car motor revving, and I thought I was dreaming it. When I awoke a while later, I heard it again, and knew I was awake. Two cars were out in the road, one on the road, the other clearly (even in the dark) in the ditch. They were trying to pull the car out, but all we heard was tires spinning in gravel. They kept it up for an hour to no avail, then gave up and drove off.

Later in the afternoon, they came back, tried it again…no good. They drove to our house, and asked if I could help. I was skeptical, but I said I would try. I drove down with my Nissan 4WD pickup, but when I saw how buried in the mud it was, and high centered on the edge of the ditch, I told them I thought there was no way I could get them out, and that their best bet would be a tow truck. I told them I was sorry, but I didn’t think I could help.

They drove off, only to reappear a couple hours later. We watched as they spun gravel again trying to pull the car out, but still no good. This went on for maybe 15 minutes, and we were worried they would damage the good car up on the road. But what do you know. Tom yells to me from the kitchen, “They got it!” Sure enough, there was the black sedan up on the road. I do not know how they did it, but they did.

I felt bad that I wasn’t the guy to pull them out, but I felt good that they didn’t have to pay a tow truck. How did they end up in the ditch to begin with, on an arrow straight road in the early hours of Sunday morning? They said they were trying to turn around, but I think it was a distraction of one of two possibilities: 1. A check of the iPhone, or 2. Hooch.

Just saying.