Today I passed an old man in a 45 foot Cadillac, who I believe was dead at the wheel. No, not asleep, dead. His jaw hung down and his head was tilted back. I am guessing he died with cruise control on.
He seemed to be going pretty straight so he has probably hit the I15 by now. Maybe they will catch him when he hits Vegas or Barstow. Personally, I am hoping he makes it all the way to the ocean where that Cadillac will be in the element it was made for, the open seas. Before long there will be reports from cargo ship captains that they have spotted a ghost ship with a skeleton at the wheel.
On a semi-related note: Every day is Halloween for these poor kids in London* Nightmare playground 1 Nightmare playground 2 *From This Is Broken
