02/21/2026
February 2015, I had just bought a brand new enclosed trailer to take to Iowa to pick up some arcades, it was supposed to be a round trip, there and back, but Mother Nature had other plans, lol, I didn’t even bring a heavy coat or warm clothes, I was picking up some games in Des Moines, but I don’t even remember which games now, it was about an 8.5hr drive, I went from there to Waterloo, Iowa, met some friends, had dinner at a Mexican restaurant, and instead of going home, Walter Day asked me to come stay with him, so I went 2 hours north to Waterloo, and 2 hours back down to Fairfield, Iowa, lol. It was about 2:00am in the morning and I was less than an hour from Fairfield and saw a sign for a detour, black ice, so I took the detour and still hit black ice, my suburban and trailer were sliding all over, I tried to steer out of it, trailer jack knifed hit the side of the suburban, I ended up doing a 180 and landing in a culvert, I remember thinking the trailer was going to either come off of the tongue or it was going to flip, but it didn’t. Once I came to a stop in the culvert I sat there for a few, processing what just happened and got out to check my games, I immediately fell in the snow, it was probably about a foot deep, I opened the trailer, everything was still strapped tightly, I get back in the car, tried to pull out and was stuck. I was literal in the middle of nowhere Iowa, had no warm clothes, I looked at the rearview and it was -14, I took a picture of it lol, and on top of that my cell service was sketchy, I saw a farmhouse a few hundred yards away, there were lights on, I ran to it, knocked on the door, I heard people, but no one answered, so I went back to the car. I just kept rocking it back and forth, in 4 wheel low, it felt like for an hour, you could smell everything burning, but eventually I slowly creeped up out of the culvert and was back on my way to Walter’s, I got there, he let me sleep on the floor in his office with a pillow and a blanket and minimal heat, I woke up the next day with the worst sore throat of my life, went outside to the next morning to asses the damage, Suburban had some dents, trailer had some dents and a fender was gone, I left that morning, got back to Cincinnati, had my mechanic look at the trailer, he said it was totaled, axel was bent. I had my brother in law make me this sticker for the Suburban which is still there today! Always an adventure!!! 😂😂