|Driver, Friend who lost his phone, and the other one.|
The tire-chains take forever to remove, so David got to work on them right away. With the driver side done, he moved over to the passenger side of the truck. This side was near the snow filled ditch away from the road next to the steep incline that continued up the canyon wall.
"What's going on, Dave?" I asked, as I saw him stick his head behind the tire and struggling with the chains.
"I can't get this link..." David said with a grunt, as he stuck his hands back there again, feeling for the link. We were both kneeling when we heard yelling.
"Oh, $#!t! That truck is not going to stop!" The friend with the red hoodie yelled, pointing up the road.
"$#!t, He's going to hit my truck!" Feef yelled, as I looked up...
1... I looked up to see a silver Toyota Tundra barreling down the hill traveling at 35-40 mph. Its wheels were turned towards the large ditch, but the truck was not turning. Instead it was coming straight toward us, only seconds from slamming into Feef's truck with a force that would pin both David and I under Feef's truck and most likely into the ditch.
"DAVID MOVE!!!" I yelled.
2... I turned towards the ditch and leapt over it, scrambling up the steep embankment to avoid being pinned under Feef's truck. I looked back at the truck, and saw that it was not going to slam into Feef's truck: the driver kept his foot on the gas to propel himself in the direction his wheels were turned. The only problem now was with the speed of the truck, there was a chance it could bypass the ditch, slam into the steep embankment fast enough to climb it before it stopped, and it was headed straight towards me!
3... The truck slammed into the large snow pile that lined the road, causing it to explode in a cloud of white. I backed away, scrambling down the embankment towards the back of my brother's truck, without taking my eyes off the Tundra. The truck flew into the ditch and slammed into the far end of the embankment.
4... A tsunami of dirt, rock, ice, and snow was so large that it completely disrupted my vision of the truck. Like Luke Skywalker avoiding being squashed by the foot of an imperial walker, I dove backwards without looking where I would land. While being pelted with the wave of earth created by the truck, the last thing I saw was the truck tipping on two wheels, before it came to a stop.
I opened my eyes, and felt something weird under my chest, like I was on a soft, round rock. I pushed up to realized I was on David's head.
"Sorry, Dave." I said, as he got up and removed his glasses that were caked with snow.
"Holy $#!t man, are you ok?" The driver of the white car came running towards me to help me up. "That came so close to hitting you." He finished, as I stood.
"Is everyone ok?" I asked, looking to see David up and my brother standing by the driver side door of his truck. The kid with the red hoodie ran over to the wayward truck to see if they were ok, and they were.
I walked over to Dave who was brushing snow off his hoodie.
"I thought that truck was going to roll after both those tires came off the ground." David said, checking his glasses.
"I saw that too." I said with a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves.
Everyone was shaken up, but okay. I pulled out my camera, and the beeps emitting from it indicated I had turned it on to take a picture.
"You're joking, Erik..." David said in disgust, "how can you think to take a picture right now?" His reaction made me laugh, but with everyone ok, I saw no harm in taking a picture.
The Tundra that slammed into the ditch was stuck, but the gentleman inside had a tow chain, which Feef used to pull him out. As they worked I walked to one end of the road, while one of the other guys walked up the opposite way to slow down any incoming traffic.
"So much for getting back early." Feef said, as we followed the two vehicles up the road. We passed them when they stopped to unchain the car, and we waved goodbye to our new friends as we cruised by.
"I'm glad we didn't get hit." I added.
"Well I had Erik jump on my freaking head as he tried to get away from the truck." David said loudly. The image of David pulling his face out of the snow with his glasses and face packed with the frozen element made me laugh.
"Yeah, laugh it up, ERIK!" David said, laughing along.
"Well gentleman, I guess we'll die another day!" I said.
"Oooo, James Bond!" Feef said happily, and drove us back to Boise all safe and sound.