I started my day like any other, loaded my truck and headed out, a small run, eight or nine hrs round trip The first 4 hrs were for the most part un-eventful, just a nice sunny day, made my delivery and was happy to be heading home. It started raining half way back and the traffic was starting to stack up a bit, no big deal, Or so I thought, I hear shut it down east bound, been a bad accident at the mile marker 149, little did i know how bad. When I finally got up to the mile marker, my stomach turned, there was atleast 5 sheets and various body parts strewn all over the freeway, she had fallen off the bike and had been ran over by three trucks of which the last never even stopped, Now I think of her every time I pass by that mile marker, rest in peace, I know you have a name, just know you as Jane Doe.
