Speaking of Highway Fun: Northbound on I-15 through Victorville in traffic at 70 mph in a Kenworth:
The idiot amateur cheapskate dumbass "moving company" utility flatbed about 80 yards in front of me that was piled high with several couches, a couple recliners, and a wooden desk suddenly collapsed and spilled onto the road. I was loaded to 80K, and had to instantly decide between obliterating the panic-stopping car that swerved into my lane before mashing his brakes, and changing lanes myself, hoping no one was hanging out in the driver side blind spot that all big trucks have (It's what those stick-on bubble mirrors are for).
Luckily, no one was, and maybe a second and a half later all was well. That kind of shit happens FAST.
What I saw in my rearview mirror looked like the desert version of one of those snow & ice pile-ups that happen in Pennsylvania every winter, though.
The good news? The mover idiots doubtless saved fifty bucks by using squirrely sisal rope in place of enough ratchet straps.