Been in the odd one or two.
First one was a major, near fatal accident.
I was 8, my family and I were on a German autobahn, approaching the tail end of a jam, we were coming to a stop in the centre lane when a Polish driver doing around 80 MPH smashed into our car, a 1987 Mitsubshi Lancer Estate (Station Wagonin Americanese). The impage rocketed us from virtual stand still to 30 to 40 MPH. Dad somehow manages to avoid all the stationary vehicles in front and nursed our crippled car to the hard shoulder. Our engine cut out on impact, so Dad only had the momentum of the crash to do so.
Good thing too, the fuel tank was full (we were 2 hours into a 5 hour drive and a week of driving around visiting friends and family) and split wide open.
The rear was so deformed on our car, my door would not open. My baby brothers car seat blocked me from getting out to the right side. Mothers passenger seat back had collapsed down on me so I couldn't move. Several motorists tried yankinf at my door. Dad, obviously pumped full of adrenaline and spurred on by the increasing strong smell of petrol rushed round and yanked my door open in one heave and plucked me out.
I got a smack in the back of my head from the handle bars of my BMX that was in the boot. Sister had a broken leg and Mother still suffers neck problems from the whiplash. Dad and my brother were fine. Our 8 month old car was written off. As was the car that hit us. It's engine left the vehicle and spun around on the spot apparently. Dad was a trained medic in the British Army and after seeing us safely out of the car, beyond the crash barrier and in the care of other motorist that flocked to help, he went off to assist the occupants of the other car, only returning once the emergency services arrived and took over. By that time shock had set in for me. Sister was screaming in the back of an ambulance, Mother was holding my brother who had begun to cry also. Dad came over and gave me the biggest, most needed hug I've have ever had. A night to remember.
A dark October evening I approach a cross junction. It's getting dark, its wet and dull. I have my headlights on, as does everyone else on the road. I stop and check for traffic, parked cars to the left and right obscure the roads approaching from left and right which also bend lazily out of sight. In this light, I'm looking for the beam of someones headlights. I sit, wait, cannot see anything. The road straight ahead is a cul-de-sac and my destination. I wait a bit longer, check again, still no lights, no shadows. I pull out and there she is, a woman in a large powerful car races from beyond the bend and parked cars to my right, no lights on and quite obviously going over the 30mph limit. She makes no effort to break or swerve to avoid me. She had the large opening of the road in from of me (To her right) in which to swerve into, but she didn't. I had time enough to stop and put the car into reverse, but not enough time to move. She just kept coming at me! The front left corner of her car hit my right front corner, ripping off the bumper and grill (That I had only just replaced for a newer remodelled one a week before!). The Police said it was a 50/50 fault accident. 50% mine for pulling out and 50% hers for speeding, not paying dure care and attention to the road and failure to take avoiding action.
It's the premiere day of Star Wars Episode II
's general release.
My friends and I had bought tickets to the best cinema in the area.
I had received by my car back from the garage a few days beforew after it's annual service, new tyres and a spruce up. I put a full tank of fuel in it and headed off to pick up my friends. I gathered speed on the motorway, reached 70MPH then BANG. I was showered in glass from the sunroof. I looked up, it had shattered, I look forward and see only white.
The bonnet had released itself from its lock and flicked up and slapped into my windscreen and forward roof.
I managed to ease the car to the hard shoulder and right beside an SOS phone too. Car was written off
I've had a few close calls too.
I approached a set of traffic lights, began to slow down when they went green, so I accelerated again and passed them about 4 seconds after they went to green. As a begin to cross the junction a woman in a 4x4 (SUV
) comes charging through her red lights and stops just 5 inches from my drivers door.
As I continue to drive on I can see her gesticulating widly in my mirror, as if it was my fault.
I know her lights were showing red as 2 of the 3 lanes of traffic on her side were stood still, she had raced up the empty thrid lane.
[Edited 2011-03-07 12:23:36]