Ducati and boars rule the roads
Quite recently I had to go about 200 km from the city to the village in the early morning. I did not go to sleep since the night, I decided to hit the road early. I waited 4 o'clock in the morning and hit the road. At the first post, the traffic police drove normally, the staff seemed to doze off and they had no time for me. As soon as I passed the traffic police post, a VAZ 2112 followed me and started blinking its headlights, a high beam, although I did not interfere with it, I was driving along the middle lane, the leftmost one was free. Probably just decided to chase with me, but I was clearly not up to it, and I am not a fan of chasing.
About 5 kilometers, the twelfth model of the Lada breathed into my ass, and constantly blinked its light, but then it was clear that he was also tired of it, and he overtook me. I drive a little further, I see a truck ahead, unharnessed for the entire roadway - for all three lanes. I drive closer, I look, and she turned around, and almost flew off the side of the road. I stopped, asked the driver if help was needed, but he said that he could handle it somehow, and I drove on.
After driving another 50 kilometers, leaving another city, suddenly a Chevrolet Niva suddenly overtakes me through a solid one, and I look abruptly starts to slow down and wiggle from side to side. I think again some crazy person decided to show off, but here I was wrong. I saw that immediately such a hefty wild boar flew out from behind the Chevrolet, probably 150 kilograms, jumped across the road and again ran into the forest. I somehow cheered up and began to drive more accurately, sleep immediately vanished, and then before that I wanted to sleep terribly.
So think that there is no luck. But I think what would have happened if this Niva had not overtaken me, would I have been able to get away from a collision with this wild boar on the road, or then I would have had to change the whole face on my Kalina. And I would have to change a lot, and it's not a fact that even a wild boar would have gotten to me as a trophy, they are tenacious bastards. Moreover, he will have, and my bumper is still not iron, but plastic, most likely after such a blow I would have to change it, but thank God everything worked out. After a couple of kilometers, a Ducati motorcycle overtakes me at an insane speed, as I determined, you say? Yes, just after a while, this biker stood on the sidelines, and I trudged along the highway at a speed of 40 km / h, since there was a repair there. I would never have thought that there are such motorcycles in our land, my Kalina is resting compared to Ducati. I myself once loved to ride a motorcycle fast, but then the excitement somehow passed, I settled down.
