a close encounter of the wrong kind

I was driving along in the left lane on the north bound side of Coldwater Road today on my way to pick up my grandchildren from school. Traffic was light and people were driving rather slowly because of the light snow.  As I came over a slight rise I realized that there was a white pick-up truck facing me, kind of diagonally, in my lane. Needless to say there should not have been a truck facing toward me in my lane. As quickly as I figured that out I tapped my brakes and began to skid. Fortunately there was no one close behind me so I was able to swerve into the other lane and get past the truck. After a while my heart beat slowed down and, not haring any crashing noises behind me, I proceeded on my way. I can only assume the truck hit the same slick spot I did, possibly going a little faster (I do drive like a little old grandma on snow) and spun around. I think I owe a debt of gratitude to my guardian angel who was obviously working overtime today.