Today, I was in the car with my dad, driving back from Pennsylvania to NJ. About 10 miles from home, we were driving on a 3-lane stretch of highway. A truck suddenly swerves in front of us, and we quickly swerved away to the left. If we hadn't done that, I would have died. But then, in the lane we went into, we got hit by an SUV (bloody elephants, they should be called) on the driver's side of the car. The two doors are smashed inwards, all glass gone now. Luckily no one was hurt. THe car still funcitoned fine, but the gas line could soon be fractured. THe car is totaled now, so we have no car. I'm just so glad. I know this sounds less extreme here, but it seriously was really freaky.
I have recently been learning to drive in America, and I feel like I've had a near-death experience every time I've ventured out of the street I live on. Today I had to avoid someone who slowed down and parked in the middle of the main street, as well as a driver who thought it would be a great idea to reverse across three lanes of traffic to get into the right turn lane.
Don't worry about facing SUVs too much, because they'll run off the road as soon as they encounter a mild corner.
It's mostly mothers who drive them to ferry their little darlings to and from school every day, even though they live only about a mile away. What's wrong with public transport, or even better - walking?
Yup, I was also involved in an accident - ironically that was on the way to my first Click Convention in 2002. I had a sore neck for a couple of weeks and got £250 compensation. Which has since helped fund a television.
Anyway, hope you're ok. It's hard to do this, but try not to focus too much on the accident. Don't mentally replay the image in your mind, because you'll just get freaked out everytime you see an SUV or larger on a busy road.
Dude, you did the right thing by not dying.
Next time, you should liven up the story. Like, "Dude, this truck was hauling NUCLEAR WEAPONS into BAGHDAD, and it totally flew right in front of us!!! My dad was all, like, gritting his teeth, and he goes, 'Son, you'd better hang on. Things are gonna... get... BUMPY.' Then all Hell broke loose. Flaming corpses were crawling out of Hell and grabbing people off the street and eating their minds. My dad got out his bullwhip and went to town, Indiana Freaking Jones style. It was all over for evil. Then he lassooed the front wheel of the burning truck and hooked it around a lamppost, causing the truck to swerve into a river. Then he jumped in, killed some terrorists, captured the nuclear weapons, and saved a baby. Then I made this cool game about it in TGF. Here it is: (download link). THE END."
That would have been awesome. As it was, it was still a pretty good story. I give it a 3 out of 5.
about 1 month ago i ventured on the sea to check my lobster cages. Usually its me and my dad, but he had a paint job that day so i vent alone.. the sun was high and it was really hot and i passed out in the middle of the water. i had been out for 4 hours before some german tourist woke me up, and got me to a hospital.. i was like half an hour to 1 hour away from death.
Those fucking soccer moms with their giant, gas-guzzling SUVs hell-bent on getting their kids to some insignificant event, while scarfing down Burger King meals because they don't have time to make an actual meal, making their kids larger and even more repugnant.
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UPDAITEE! My neck induries are alright (did I even tell about those in the first place...? Just got back from the ER today.) and my Dad's Rib Fractures are healing fine. Anyways,
@Circy: I'm surprisingly not scared of being in cars after this. Or SUV's. I still hate them. I have been sorta playing it in my mind, but I'm reassured because my Dad (who remembers 'peter proffit? that's him ) did the right thing in swerving. If he hadn't, I would have been flattened and the car probably would have caught fire. I'm just thinking of what didn't happen, and am happy that it didn't.
A BIT OF IRONY: The only rental car we could find to go to the ER was an SUV...!
The trucker who made us swerve feels real bad and is going to give us some compensation money, but he seemed a little nervous... we think he might of had some bas stuff in his truck that we weren't supposeded to find, so we think he's giving us a lot of money in hopes we won't bring that up... . Anyways,
Yes, America is a fucked up place. Not only does the driving kill so many, our stupid government has made this much more complicated than it needs to be. We waited by the side of the highway for 4 hours (I got 45 mosquito bites- counted 'em) and the state troopers came, police came, tow truck came... damn.
Anyway, everyone give a big hand to Peter Proffitt (irony, we're not doing so well financially) for saving mine and his life! YAY!
I hate these rich suburbian moms and their giant SUVs with one hand on the phone and the other on an extra large fruity cappalicious iced coffee or some crap. Let's see... drop the kids you hardly see off at school in the morning, fart around all day about town (instead of working) while her husband is slowly rotting his body and mind in some cubicle somewhere so that she can get it on with the pool boy. That's about right.
I was almost involved in a head on collision in 1998 before. I was driving to work down a one way 2 lane street about 4:30pm and the next thing I knew there was a car coming the wrong way right towards me. The weird thing is I didn't even really see it until it was about 40 feet away. Maybe it's because you don't expect to ever see anything like that, who knows? Anyway, I started honking and flashing the high beams to get the woman to wake the fuck up, and she just made this face like "WHAT? WHAT DID I DO???". I slammed on the brakes and a ton of cars behind me did the same, only some of them had to stop a bit diagonally to avoid hitting each other. She stopped the car and we were all yelling stuff at her, mostly "WTF?!", "GET OUT OF THE WAY!" and "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!?". She had to pull up on the sidewalk to go around us all. I was shaking like a leaf for about 2 or 3 hours after that. Scary stuff.
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I came off the back of a Honda 1200 at about 60 mph and landed in a ditch. I dunno why everyone's getting all emotional, I though it fucking rocked!
By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named night,
On a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule
From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of space
Out of time.
I overheard my dad and sister talking about people nearly running them off the road on a roundabout (or traffic circle)
And a few days ago he hit a jaguar (the car not the cat) in a hired van. Luckily it was such a slight collision there was no damage at all . Apparently he was admiring it and didn't break quite hard enough.
I don't drive so have no stories to tell But i can see people on phones and smoking and stuff while a passenger in cars. It's something to moan about i supose.
I'm suppose to learn how to drive this year, but I'm dreading it.
I lose concentration so easily - like if say there is a spec of dirt on my window or something I can't stop looking at it and it annoys me..
A bulldozer and a truck zoomed past about half an inch from me this morning. I'd be crippled or dead if any of those drivers were busy tuning the radio or talking to someone behind them when I was there. Near death experiences are common, especially in narrow streets.
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@Wong - Just wait till you get to Boston and try driving there. It's absofreaking brutal. I'm still scared of that damn 95, 195, 295 cluster fuck of an interchange right in the middle of downtown Providence though. Easily the worst interchange I've ever seen.
A policeman in the UK was caught speeding at 159mph on a main motorway recently. They dont even test cars at that speed here (not sure about anywhere else) Hes been given an absolute discharge (totally let off the hook) It sucks, he should be punished like anyone else.