Walk On Pretty Girl, Knock-Kneed Into The Future

This morning I nearly crashed our friend's green sedan taking my wife to work.
Sometimes, a friend of ours who owns a car goes out of town and gives us their car to watch.
During these times I usually get up early to drive my wife to work if she has a client on the Upper East Side.
This morning I was getting onto the Queensboro Bridge from Long Island City, going around that long curving on-ramp heading West when somewhere along the way the bald tires must have slipped on a major oil patch sending the car completely out of control nearly spinning 180 degrees around inside the narrow two lane confines of the ramp.
The car ended up tangential to the side barriers. We were close to scraping the sides the whole time but somehow managed to avoid it.
Luckily the nearest car behind us was quite a ways away.
It was scary and my legs tingled for a few minutes afterward.