I am driving on Sugartown Road in heavydescending fog.
As I turn into Signal Hill’sdriveway the car will not move any more. It’s as though I am being held in place by a giant hand.
I see other headlights dimly (or are they myown being reflected back in series?).
Asthe car’s forward motion remains retarded, I feel a push from behind and apresence from outside the car.