With the exception of a wrenched back and sprained left wrist, I was unhurt. However, I was stuck on the bridge, in car that wouldn’t start and lacked electrical power. I had to force open the driver’s side door to clear away the air-bag gas. My bladder worked, though. I grabbed the hand-held urinal, waited for a gap in traffic, squeezed out of the car, and, by the trunk, urinated. (Why not do so in the car, some of you might ask? Cramped in the front seat, with only a narrow... read more
