So, back in 2004 when I purchased my 91 MasterCraft Prostar 190, I bought from a family friend and avid slalom skier, who bought it new and taught me to ski for the first time behind it back in late 91. Anyway, back to the story. I drive from Florida to West Virginia to get her after getting a call at 10:30 at night asking if I wanted the boat (duh!) as he had back/neck surgery and wanted to get rid of her to avoid the temptation. About 7:00 am in Virginia, I am on my way back from WV to FL with my new pride and joy when some guy heading the opposite direction decided to jump the median and come straight at me, I hit the brakes and pull the wheel as hard right as I felt safe (with a ditch about 3 feet to the right of the road). As he goes by me in my lane I was in 9 seconds prior, I look at my mirror as I watch my boat slam into the right guild pole and fender on the trailer and the wheel about to go into the ditch, I turn back left and get the trailer back straight. I pull off the next road so I can change my shorts, inspect my boat for damage (thank goodness there was none) and calm down a little. Luckily, the rest of the trip was completely uneventful except for a few people coming up to look at the boat at gas stations.