The drive proceeded fairly normal for the most part until about 40km before the Coquihalla ended and I got into Kamloops. This is when things got how shall we say… super interesting. The weather had been pouring for most of my trip down the Coquihalla and I was cruising along at about 130km/h. Unfortunately, however, my ego was completely eating me alive. Even with all of the crazy signs I’d been having with Dyanna, a combination of lack of sleep, boredom from the drive, and a soon to be re-uniting with Candice who was coming as my date to the wedding was giving my ego more than ample fuel to create a shitstorm of negative imagery, thoughts, and visions that my higher self was none too happy about. My higher self was desperately trying to get me to sort my ego bullshit out, but my ego wasn’t having any of it and it was ultimately decided that I needed a definitive sign to wake me up.
As I said, I was cruising about 130km/h and it was raining solidly but nothing too harsh. I had pulled into the passing lane to go around a red land rover that was going a bit slower than me. I was getting about equal with the land rover when I had a young asian lady come barreling up behind me in some kind of sedan where she then proceeded to ride my bumper while I finished passing the land rover. As I got past the land rover and seen its lights in my rear-view mirror, I pulled over in front of him to let by the sedan. I wasn’t super far in front of the land rover, but I knew that since I was going faster than him I had more than enough room to get ahead and away and let the sedan past. However, the gods had other plans for this incident.
As I crossed into the land rover’s lane, apparently some water/mud/something kicked up from my tires and splattered across the window of the car. The land rover then swerved to the left, where the sedan now was who then swerved to the left to get away from the land rover. I hit the gas to get my car out of the way while the land rover slammed on his breaks. The sedan over-corrected back to the right, then to the left, and then way over-corrected back to the right again. All I seen in my rear-view mirror at this point was the sedan go screaming in between me and the land rover off of the shoulder of the road and sumersaulting end-over-end into the ditch, right overtop of the 15ft-high animal fence, and into a thicket of trees where the car came to a standstill upside down on the roof. It was remarkably similar to my previous accident. Scarily remarkable.
By the time I pulled off the road and made it back to the spot where the car had gone off the road, the girl had already climbed out and walked 15 feet away and sat down in a thicket of grass a safe distance from the car which was smoking a bit. Me and the guys in the land rover helped her find some important items in the car and waited for the ambulance/police to arrive.
The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful after this because, well, it was pretty hard to not miss the importance of a sign like that. It had so many parallels to my accident that it brought a lot of those memories flooding back to me on the trip and I spent most of it in deep contemplation.