Side view, no joke:
Most of the ride was on pavement, but I could have done without the one hour long skidding on mud at the edge of a cliff thing.
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I had similar rides on chicken buses in Guatemala. You have to close your eyes and pretend everything is fine and that nothing can happen to you. Kind of like we do with life.
is that stat right? it sounds incredible. you’re basically talking about a 40% chance of dying every time you drive that road.
are they talking about daily commuters over the course of a lifetime? i suppose if you drive it every day for years the odds don’t seem so outlandish.
the pie better have been worth it.
Kind of like a cab ride in NY?
Hunting good pie is a noble thing.
It looked exillarating!
Like a very very very long
muddy Snebly Hill Road in Sedona?
or muddy road to Hana?
Nothing gets the heart beating like
being on the edge of certain death
and part of the outcome
is out of your direct control.
An analogy to the other-
nothing gets the heart beating like
going for broke with a just met 9 or 10
What are the odds of surviving bad pie there?
Pie’s revenge etc. I keep hearing about a 40?
percent chance of bad things in the water etc.
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