Starting downhill, driving in slush.
No time to be in such a rush.
To be safe shifted down to third.
Car broke loose; it was absurd.
As the car shot fast across the road,
“Will that steel guard rail hold?”
I thought, “Turn, turn into the skid!”
I shouted and did as bid.
Although it would be nice to think
That skill saved us from the brink.
The lord who put us to the test
Brought the car safely to rest.
1981
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