Tired and drunk.

So we were on our way back from Kansas City Saturday night/Sunday morning, and we had finally gotten onto the Island. We were going through the light just before Tim Horton's when we saw a car speeding down the road. It swerved into the wrong lane, and headed straight for us. We screamed inside our heads and watched the car race toward us, then quickly swerve to the left, missing us by the skin of their teeth. After calming down, the nurse asked, "What do you think guys...tired, or drunk?" to which the restaurant worker irritably replied, "Both!" It would have been sadly ironic had they hit us after we safely drove eighteen hours without a hitch. Sadly ironic indeed...but they didn't. So now it's just a funny story.