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I swerved when a dog jumped out in front of me on my way to school when I was 16. Fish tailed and ended up in a ditch.
While driving, a fender bender in May 2005 and a pretty bad one in August 2006 -- neither were my fault.
When I was a kid, though, I was in the car for (I think?) four accidents.
I swerved when a dog jumped out in front of me on my way to school when I was 16. Fish tailed and ended up in a ditch.
One. I was stopped at a light, a car ran into the back of me. And then another car ran into the back of him, pushing his car even further under the bed of my truck. In order to dislodge it, the police officer had to stand on the hood of that car, jump up and down, and yell at me to "just hit the gas HARD." You'd think the process would be a bit more technical than that, but nope. The drivers of both cars were drunk, and by drunk I mean "completely ed in half they had to lean on the police officers to walk" kind of drunk. It was hilarious watching them try the field sobriety tests. Fortunately, I was wearing my seatbelt, and so was the girl who was with me. Our first date ended with a "bang." Oops.
Just one. I was 17, and driving on an old country road, moving along at a pretty good clip (the speed limit was 45). I topped a hill, and sitting right in the middle of the road, blocking both lanes, was a huge combine. I have no idea how I missed it, but I got my right side tires off in the grass and gravel, lost it, spun around, and landed in a ditch on the left side of the road, facing the direction I had been coming from. I hit pretty hard, but luckily it had rained the night before, and the side of the road was very soft. The entire car bounced about 10 feet, but there was very little damage to the car, other than the headlights had to be adjusted.
Seat belt on, and I didn't have a scratch on me. Still scary.
one more reason to spit on a cops burger
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