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He narrowly avoids a bus plunge on the Fung Wah

When one of the state troopers who had pulled over Spatch's Fung Wash bus from New York yelled at the driver, repeatedly, to stay in his lane and stop swerving, Spatch figured something was up:

... [A]fter the police let us go and we painfully crawled up to speed in the right-hand lane (ignoring the policeman's last instruction to "drive up to speed on the breakdown lane and then carefully merge into traffic") the driver turned off the heat and opened his driver's side window wide open. The rush of cold air was exhilirating all the way back where we were.

This is when Renee and I realized there was nothing wrong with the steering on the bus (or, apparently, nothing wrong with the steering that a little cold air on the steering column couldn't fix!) The driver was tired. And driving a bus tired. And nodding off while driving a bus tired. Sure enough, no less than 5 minutes later while crawling down the right lane, we hit the rumble strip. This was, then, when the experience turned from a light-hearted adventure with police officers to a very uneasy, unnerving and frankly scary forty-five minutes. ...

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I would rather walk to New York than risk the Fung Wah.

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