Nothing exciting but I have been a passenger in 27 accidents. 18 of those were the car being rear-ended. I quit telling people due to either all the stupid rear-ending jokes or that they were paranoid I was cursed and they wanted me to drive everywhere or not go with them.
I have never been in an accident with a passenger in my vehicle. But people are always doing stupid shit around me and I have to drastically avoid them. No I'm not a crazy, weaving, aggressive driver either. Don't know what it is, but I only get shit when someone is in the car with me, not by myself.
I've been sideswiped out of my lane into the back of a parked small toyota pickup. All that "time slowed down stuff" happened and still stupid me locked the elbow on my steering arm just before slamming into the truck. Tore the heck outa my shoulder.
I've had the floor mat (from older car in current car) get stuck below brake pedal yet over gas pedal. So when I goosed the car (1994 ImpalaSS) on a dry lightly dirt covered road and the back end started to slide, letting off the gas pedal didn't drop the throttle and snap the backend into line like it always did. Stupid me then slammed on the brake only to have that push the gas pedal down and launch my ass up over a 10' dirt embankment across the road. My two work buddies (also with Imps) ran up and over to me and kept yelling "Dude, your brake lights were on!!! What happened??". Luckily, the car's a tank and only minor bumper damage was done.
Last was some stupid old woman who shouldn't have been driving was a good 100' in front of me on a county road about 8 hours after a snow/ice storm and she decided to slam on her brakes just be going through a small snow drift. I just happened to be on the one she just went through and ABS didn't make a difference, off the road I went, through a farmers field covered in two foot of snow. I had plenty of speed to coast back onto the road and was angled just perfect to do so. EXCEPT FOR THE FREAKING BOULDER COVERED BY THE SNOW!!! Damn farmer put a line of them in his field every Winter to fuck with the dump-trucks who turf his field when they slide off into it. That did about six grand to my Imp, but nothing perm. Shop did a great job.
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