Went to take the recycling down to the dump and then went for a drive and almost got into a head-on on the way to the dump. I came up to a stop sign at the end of our street and was looking to my left as I was pulling up to stop, saw that there was a truck coming, and then started looking to my right, and suddenly a guy was heading right for me because he was turning left onto the street I was on from the street I was turning right onto and was cutting the corner so bad, so I honked and came to an emergency stop while turning the car to the right a bit simultaneously, and he got out of his car and started yelling and threw his hands up. As soon as the the truck that was coming from my left passed, who I think was also cut off, I just left for the dump. The person who almost hit me didn't try to follow me, so I guess that was sort of good news, but I wasn't going to stay there. I didn't feel or hear anything, so we didn't hit, but maybe he was drunk. I don't know. It was a scary experience. On a brighter note, my drive was in fog, thick-ish at times.
