Not So Fun Drive Home

If there was ever a time to count our blessings it was this weekend. We left St. George on Monday evening around 6. We would have left earlier but the reports advised to wait until the storm clears. What we needed was a report to tell us when the retards on the roads cleared. Well, we were driving just past Beaver, around this slick bend in the summit and Jon started to pull over. I looked to see what he was doing and noticed a car that had slid off into the ditch. He went to see if they were ok, and then came running back to move me and the car off the side of the road next to the speeding semi's. I got out and Jon made me and the two girls driving the wrecked car stand on the side of the hill away from the car. Well another big truck stopped by the side of the road, about parallel to the car in the ditch, and Jon was up talking to him, letting him know the highway patrol was coming and the girls needed to be towed so there was nothin they could do.. Well while he was talkin to the guy i saw two cars come around the bend. ... one slams on their brake and the other is forced to as well.. Well the first car passes us but the second one starts fish tailing-and BAD. They were coming right for Jon and the truck. I screamed Jon's name, and to RUN, and took off up the hill. It was the scariest thing that's ever happend to me. The truck heard me scream and floored it. He made it out of the way just in time. I dont know how jon made it out. He said as he was running he saw the car only feet away from him as it came sliding into the ditch. It also luckily and barely missed the already stuck car. Im so amazed, greatful, shocked, etc. that nobody got hurt. Everyone got up on the hill to wait for the Highway Patrol man incase anyone else neglected to follow the REDUCE SPEED AHEAD Sign! The officer got there and we left, only to see about 25 more slide-off's in the 15 min. it took us to get to Fillmore. We probably could have made it home in jons safe 4-wheel drive car, but we didnt want to risk it with the busy holiday traffic, and Jon was too shooken up to finish driving. We stayed at this kind of crappy best western called the Paradise Resort?!?! Neither of us could sleep, but that didnt matter. We were together, and SAFE.