Monday night I wrecked my truck on the highway. I was driving and hit a patch of black ice, began to slide and fish-tail. Next, the truck made from four to five 360 revolutions. There were no other vehicles in front of me. The entire time I remained calm as I could, and steered the truck to the best of my abilities. After the last 360, I thought I had control of the truck, but it began to fish-tail and slide again, and I knew that I was going to crash into the guard rail, which I did. I unhitched my seat belt, exited the truck and inspected it. The front grill and fender were bent and warped, the hood was damaged, the bumper dented and torn from the truck, and the right tail end was completely smashed along with too many other things to list. I was happy that I or no one else was injured, but upon noticing the damage I became extremely ANGRY at myself. ANGRY...but not for what you might think. I was ANGRY at myself because I reached for my Pentax-K-1000 only to realize that moments earlier I removed it from my truck and left it at home. To make matters worse, there was a roll of film staring me in the face, but I had no camera with me. What do you think? Should I have been angry about the damaged truck, or for not having my camera with me? Jamusu.