This is the mountain I grew up on in tn, even Al Capone him self had to have his car pulled from the ditch.
As a kid with my father after we bought a pickup we were almost killed going down the front side by a semi whom lost his breaks and went between us and the guard rail. Forward to 2010 and I started driving otr for tmc and I was hauling coils back from Alabama to Ohio. I came up over the top and started down the front side, at this time I had my great uncles CB in the rig and it was turned off. Well started down the front side and at the same place I was almost killed as a kid the exact same thing happened. This is where it turns wierd. My great uncles cb turned on by itself and it was heard another driver screaming at me and no seiner I jerked hard to the left the other semi went between me and the guard rail. Now go back to when I was 13 and my great aunt handed me my uncles cb and her words were I think he’d have wanted u to have this. My great uncle used to drive rig here in Ohio and passed of a heart attack well before I was born. This is one reason that I have faith and I don’t share this much cause there’s things in play in this world that are much bigger than me but my life was spared 2 times. Someone is looking over me