Remember the time you almost/could've died?

So, driving to my school, I take a two-lane farm road that everybody has decided means let's not go the speed limit, ever. Having endured 3 years of this shit and being tired of people refusing to get out of my way, I headed to school one day while it was raining.

You can see where this is going.

So, a few county utilities trucks were driving ahead of me on the road, and one moves onto the shoulder for me, sensing that I was in a bit of a hurry to get to class. Cool, I think, one down, 3 to go. Except the next guy didn't seem to see me. So, like any sensible meat sack I decided that my class was worth more than my safety and began poking my head out to the left of the car to see if there was any traffic coming. We were on a curve going right, and I didn't see any headlights up ahead, so I figured I'd be good to go. Just as I began pulling into the opposite lane, I see headlights in my eyes, and I jerked the wheel, sending me hydroplaning off into a muddy field. I pulled a complete 360 before coming to a stop. After I got out, the utilities guys stopped to make sure I was okay. One of them walked past a steel telephone pole and looked down at the ground where my tracks were. Then he looked up at me, shook his head, and held his hands out about 3 feet apart.

They said those poles were buried ten feet deep into the ground with a concrete base, and if I had hit it, the pole wouldn't be going anywhere. One guy told me that the last time they had to repair a line on a pole like that, the guy that collided with it ended up with broken ribs and legs, spinal problems, and a whole world of hurt.

I guess death is always a possibility in situations like that.

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