Loose steering Wheel and the empty Dry cleaner's

"I was driving my old sedan down a two-lane highway, trying to adjust the volume knob on the radio because it was playing a loud weather report that was just white noise. The steering wheel suddenly felt really light and loose in my hands, like it was disconnected from the tires completely and just spinning on a plastic pole. I wasn't speeding or panicking, but the car kept drifting slowly to the right toward a rusty metal guardrail. I pressed down on the brake pedal as hard as I could, but it went all the way to the floorboard like stepping on a soft sponge. The side of the car scraped against the metal rail with this dull, heavy grinding sound, crumpling the passenger door and popping the side mirror right off. I just sat there holding the loose wheel, watching the yellow line on the road slide past while the car slowly came to a stop in the gravel ditch. Then I was sitting on a metal folding chair inside an empty dry cleaner's shop, holding the broken side mirror in my lap. The glass was cracked into a bunch of tiny webs, and I spent ten minutes trying to pick a piece of dried grass out of the plastic frame. Nobody came out from the back counter, and I wasn't hurt or worried about insurance or anything, just sitting there in the quiet waiting for someone to tell me if I was allowed to leave. Woke up lying on my side, staring at the door frame until my eyes adjusted to the light."