So, I was driving down to Rolla, MO this morning in my work truck (F-350 Super Duty), on I-44, on a service call. I-44 is littered with vehicles in the median every few miles. The road is kind of strange; some stretches are clear asphalt, some look like they haven’t even been touched yet by a snow plow. Some, as you’ll see, are clear asphalt, yet slicker than owl shit.
Just past exit 251 (Hwy. 100/Washington, MO), and going up a fairly steep hill (for an interstate) traffic begins to really slow down. I let up on the gas, decelerating smoothly, and hit my 4-ways to let the truckers (who are tooling along 60+ mph like it’s nothing) behind me know to look out.
Towards the top of the hill, where it starts to level out some, folks began speeding up a bit. I was going about 20 mph, and started to gently accelerate. I got to about 25-30 mph near the crest of the hill when my back end broke loose, I went 180*, and wound up facing east on a west-bound highway, in the median.
I struck the highway divider pole/cable arrangement going backwards, and bent the poles up under my truck. It was a real interesting time getting it unstuck, but I was able to drive ~3 miles to the nearest body shop/garage.
The mechanic said the ball joint look like it got whacked pretty hard, and one of the poles impaled my spare tire (tucked up under the bed of the truck), so he couldn’t recommend my driving it back to Maryland Heights (St. Louis). Enterprise came through with a GMC Canyon (a little light for what we do, but I wasn’t going to be picky today).
So: no one injured, no other cars involved, just body damage to the work truck.
Not my best day, but it could’ve been much worse, so I’m not complaining.