calliecritturs
Posted : 8/26/2006 12:10:11 AM
I'm in "Floor-da" (yep, that's how the locals say it) and you see those good ole boys here too. Back when I first moved down here, one night I had to drive across SR 50 to the east coast to pick up a friend at the airport and got totally spooked by the DARK road. There is just nothing blacker than a starless/moonless night here -- Florida is totally FLAT so you get this wide expanse of sky and it's just like ink.
Almost the next day after I shook my way home that night, there was an article in the newpaper about a woman travelling a similar road just south of me. It was a bad night and very dark so she was crawling along and the headlights were nigh on worthless. Suddenly the car went 'bump' like she'd run over a log and the car actually got 'stuck' on it and she was afraid she'd snagged something under neath and it was making a weird growly sound. She got the flashlight out of the glovebox and opened the door and went to step out and encountered this squishy 'log' under her foot except it MOVED. As she pulled her foot back in and shone the light down she had run over a big old 12' gator. And he was MAD.
She screamed and jumped in and about this time Mr. Gator objected to having his butt stepped on and reached around and grabbed her front bumper with his mouth and started to shake the car.
About this time she lost interest in her exhaust system, started the car and GUNNED it for all it was worth and she drove back over the gator and got to the next town (which was the coast) and sent back the troopers. Mr. Gator was wounded and they put him out of his misery - but I haven't driven on dark state roads at night since ,,, at keast not alone.