The manner of my death

now that i am getting horribly old i think about these things. Like at 2 in the afternoon as i am driving behind some twat going 70 in a 90km/h zone.

Two of my biggest fears are water/drowning and getting into a car accident.

So i figured it out. I will die by hitting or getting hit by a milk truck. The tank ruptures and i drown in a sea of milk.

It does not do a body good in this case I would imagine.
Which i think would make how i die very ironic.