gap out
v.— «I’ve gone back and there is no way to get to that other road from the road that I was on. So, it wasn’t really that I just gapped out and was down the street past my exit. I was actually on another road parallel to the one I was on. I don’t know how to describe how strange it was.» —“Re: Very Strange” by wendyland Usenet: alt.folklore.ghost-stories Nov. 12, 1998. (source: Double-Tongued Dictionary)
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