She was driving last Friday, on her way to Cincinnati, on a snow white Christmas Eve. Going home to see her momma and her daddy, with her baby in the back seat. 50 miles to go and she was running low, on faith and gasoline. It'd been a long hard year. She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention, she was going to fast. Before she knew it, she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass. She saw both their lives flash before her eyes, she didn't even have time to cry. She was so scared.