Mar 20, 2006, 03:19 PM
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When I was 19, I was driving on 290 in Worcester. It was December 21. I got into a car accident. (It wasn't my fault, believe it or not.)
The woman who was travelling in the left lane turned into the middle lane - where I was. She didn't even LOOK to see if I was there. Going 70MPH, she whacked the side of my car. Sent me flying to both the right guardrail and then back to the left guardrail. On a 3 lane highway.
When we finally hit and rested, I put my foot on the brake, pulled the E brake, and asked my friends (both Jenn and Sarah were with me at the time) if they were okay. Both said yes.
I went to get out of the car. Neither of them could get out. I figured I'd let them out.
As SOON as I took my foot off the brake and opened the door, getting out, the car FLEW into HIGH SPEED reverse.
I was knocked over by the car going into reverse. I was subsequently trapped UNDER THE FUCKING DOOR, being DRAGGED by the car at high speeds. I remember thinking to myself "YOU HAVE to put your head on the ground if you want to survive. You'll get cut up, but you'll survive." The only thing holding me under that door was my neck and head.
I put my face down on the ground moving below me. I went under the door.
But my left leg got run over by the car. To this day, I have no feeling in it.
Eventually, the guardrail stopped the car about 500 feet away from where I went under the door. Both my friends were idiotically staring out into space when I opened their doors.
They both said they thought I was dead. But it takes a lot more to kill me than that. ^_^
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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