I drove down the foggy streets next to the cliffs, and listened to my favourite song, while focusing on the truck in front of me.
The fog was really heavy and all my windows suddenly turned white.
I leaned forwards, trying to see trough the glas, and figuring out, where the street ends, when the red truck disappeared.
I did not thought about it, until i realized, that this street hasn't got any turn possibilities, but when that thought rushed trough my mind, it was already too late...
I heard a loud bump, shortly after something big and red crashed me from the left side.
My view went black and i could only hear another sound of the crash barrier, followed by the feeling of floating in the air.
The last thing i realized, was a jet of water, splashing in my face...
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