It was late, one winter night. I was not accustomed to being awake at this hour. My car didn't handle the cold well, and neither did I. The AC had broken two hours into this odyssey. The frost crept in. I drove on.

My satnav, my electronic guide, my only companion on that awful night, took me down the country roads. I was not familiar with them. They were not familiar with me. I was not welcomed. They twisted and turned, disorienting me. I slowed down, taking a turn onto a particularly ice-covered road. My headlights flooded the path with light.

I must have been more tired than I thought. I saw the girl, standing there, a look of bewilderment in her eyes. I tried to swerve, to not hit her. I hit the brakes. They didn't respond.

I lost my grip on the wheel.