I was literally 2 inches from certain death

Mel,   Laura and I were 25. No kids yet. We were driving our red 2-door Honda Civic west on Interstate 70 near Kansas City. Laura was in the passenger seat.   I was passing an 18-wheeler on the right, which you're not supposed to do.   The truck suddenly merged from the left lane to right, charging into my space. The truck's right front tire treads rubbed violently against the left rear corner of my bumper.    The tires buzzed against my car with a jarring Vv-Vv-Vv-Vv sound.   Story continues here.   Seize the day,  Perry     ***NOTE: This email address isn't monitored! If you need help, please email: support@perrymarshall.com Not interested in this topic? Click here to be removed from this email series. If you'd rather not receive *any* more emails from us, Unsubscribe Perry S. Marshall & Assoc 805 Lake Street #295 Oak Park, Illinois 60301 United States (312) 386-7459