It definitely has the ultimate sketch vibe. I think I've mentioned this story before... but I once hit a deer right outside of McLellanville while driving home from dropping off a friend at the airport in Charleston. I was all alone and found myself stranded in an undrivable car, with a shattered windshield, in front of a residence with visitors constantly coming and going, at 9 o'clock at night. (I'm almost certain the people who lived there were selling drugs.) Every time a new car pulled in the driveway, the people would walk over to my car to see what was going on... and locking my doors was useless because my windshield and driver's side window were both busted out. It was the day before Thanksgiving and I sat there for an entire hour on the phone with Geico, only to be told that the nearest repair shop would arrive in another hour to tow my car. After I got off the phone with Geico, I called my bf to come get me but it would take him at least 45 minutes to get there. So, I called the police because I didn't feel safe sitting there alone. It was another 15 minutes before a state trooper arrived. He told me he couldn't take me to a nearby store to wait on my bf there because the only one for miles and miles closed at 8 pm, and that he could only sit in his car and wait on my ride if no other calls came in. He MIGHT have waited for five minutes before I watched his car speed off into the night. I've honestly never been so afraid in my life.
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