The maniac driver was losing his marbles. He had dark circles under his brown eyes and small cuts on his face. He didn’t care about his previous drunk driving convictions. All he wanted was to fix his life and get his girlfriend back, so he climbed into his truck and unleashed his despair at the crossroads of the world.
The vehicle came painstakingly close to other motorists as it switched across multiple lanes.
The driver took his eyes repeatedly off busy roads as he drove his heavy truck, looking at his phone. He munched sandwiches and chocolate bars behind the wheel as well as trying to Skype-call his ex-girlfriend during the journey.
He was juggling the phone in one hand and eating a sandwich with the other, leaving him with a total of no hands available to steer his truck.
So far it had been a miracle that no one had been injured yet; he was an accident waiting to happen.