On my home from work this evening, a lady driving one of those nice new Dodge Durango SUV's failed to stop at a stop sign and ran right out in front of my old Ford wagon.
I was doing about 55 miles per hour when I saw her fail to stop. I slammed on brakes, swerved to my right to try to evade the collision, but I slammed right into the driver's side rear quarterpanel, propelling the Durango into the other lane, directly in the path of another vehicle heading toward me.
My airbag went off, and before I reall knew what had happened, I found myself in the opposite lane, facing back the way I came... the hood of my old wagon pushed clear up to the windshield. I tried to start (yeah, I know we do dumb things when we've just had the snot knocked out of us) the car to get it out of the road... but instead, shoved the door open and dialed 911 on my cell. Once the police and rescue folks were on the way... I called home to let Momma know I wrecked the car, but that I was ambulatory...
Police and ambulance crews arrived in less than five minutes... not bad for being out in the middle nowhere... and they called in two helicopters to fly the driver of the Durango and the driver of the other car to Norfolk General Hospital. I directed traffic and thanked God that the little girl that was in the back seat of the Durango wasn't hurt... her mommy and daddy both are going to spend the night in the hospital... Her aunt came to get her...
I have some nasty bruises from the airbag pushing my arms off the wheel and into the vanity light (right arm) in the overhead. I have a sprained wrist (left) and a gash in my left elbow from hitting the door jam... I am stiff as I don't know what, and it's only two and a half hours after the crash.
The Police took a statement from me, as I was the last man standing, and they seemed to believe what I told them, as my tire skid marks told the story pretty well. She left me about 40 feet to brake, swerve and take evasive action to avoid her. There didn't appear to be any other way out of the wreck, I am just glad I was able to steer enough to my right, so as not to hit that driver's side back door. I'm pretty well convinced that if I had, that little girl would be in really bad shape. I don't know if I would want that on my mind... so I need to get a rental car to get back and forth to work until I can get another old beater to drive around. Maybe I should have made them take me to the hospital and claimed whiplash? I could be driving a new Suburban with a new bassboat behind it, huh?
All in all, a pretty good end to the story. I'm thinking there'll be court, lawyers and all sorts of crud like that to deal with, but at least the police said there was nothing I could any differently.... I tried to miss her, but she was just too far out in the road for me to make it past without impact...
The end..