here’s a compilation of different people driving box trucks into a low bridge over and over
It’s worth knowing a few fun facts, courtesy of 11foot8.com:
They can’t raise the bridge because it’s a train trestle, and raising it would require closing and modifying miles of busy track.
They can’t lower the road because it’s directly over a sewer main.
They can’t ban trucks entirely because there are too many local deliveries.
That section of road has a speed limit of 25 mph, numerous signs alerting drivers to the 11’8" limit, and recently they added a sensor that activates the stoplight and a flashing “overheight warning” sign so that drivers have to stop and think really hard about going forward.
The clearance is actually nearly three inches more than 11’8", the maximum deviation from the signage allowed.
Trucks have been getting stuck or damaged since the 1960s.
The guy who runs the website (and owns the cameras) says he sees a lot more trucks pull up to the stoplight, look at the warnings, and turn off onto the side road, but about once a month, someone hits the bridge.
we’ve started feeding this tortoiseshell-point siamese recently. she’s beautiful, aside from the fact she has disturbingly big, bulging blue eyes. we’ve started calling her… ‘goop’
it’s goop!
GUESS WHO HAD GOOPLETS! SIX ENTIRE BABIES! mama goop held onto her gooplings for an entire week longer than she had to, so the gooplitos came out very well done and fluffy!!
Summarized : Ana is a competitive dancer and a dance teacher. She was brutally assaulted on her way home. She was raped, stabbed and beaten. Ana suffered physical trauma as well as deep psychological trauma. She will be spending another month in a hospital, which leaves her with no income. Her friends and family are hoping Ana will be able to fullfil one of her biggest dream – to compete in a Latin dance competition abroad in Vienna in 6 months. She also needs to cover her medical bills, therapies and basic necessities.
This is Ana, my best friend of 12 years. She is an amazing competitive Latin and Ballroom dancer who won numerous competitions and awards. She is also one of the kindest, most caring people I know. When we first met, 12 years ago, I didn’t speak a word of English as I am a daughter of Czech immigrants who moved to New York a month before Ana and I met. She was the first person in this strange new place who made me feel like I belonged. Every day she would help me with homework and practise English with me. After 3 months of her constant help, I became nearly fluent.
A week ago, something unthinkable happened to Ana.