Driveway is uphill,steep,view of road to left nonexistent till reaching the top.Jolly got to the road and I could then see a truck coming from the left,had to stop and down we went,loose gravel.I went all the way down onto my rt shoulder.Jolly tried to stay running but could only manage about 3 hits and died,with a kind of sigh.Small dent on rt tool box with some scratches.Must've had a good adrenaline rush going 'cause I picked Jolly up like a bicycle.The truck driver did not stop,probly laughing too hard.Maybe it was the look on my face,nobody likes to see a grown man cry.