Driving home last night from work. Didn't have the girls, so went to the gym, had a good session... Have that tired, but feel a fit of fitness coming back feeling. Approached a traffic light, turns from red to green approx. 50 yards out, so I don't even have to slow down...
WALLOP!
Some cnut t-boned me as I went through the light. Out of nowhere, through a red light... A second or two later, he drives right in my door. A second or two earlier, I kill his passanger. When all the smoke cleared (literally), I realised that I'd flown about 10 feet past a huge, iron pole, missing it by inches - Had he been going just a little faster, I'd have hit it head on.
I have cuts and bruises and burns and scares and I'm stiff and sore as fuck. And I have a steering-wheel shape tattoo on my stomach. And this morning, my neck has tightened up a bit...
My car is utterly fucked. My new car, that's less than a year old, 'cos I got rear-ended by a woman texting while driving last May as well.
Now, I know that it could have been much worse - The girls could have been in the car (can't even think about that...) and I really did come a few inches from serious injury or worse, and I'm really, really, REALLY trying to not feel sorry for myself through all of this, but for fuck's sake...
WALLOP!
Some cnut t-boned me as I went through the light. Out of nowhere, through a red light... A second or two later, he drives right in my door. A second or two earlier, I kill his passanger. When all the smoke cleared (literally), I realised that I'd flown about 10 feet past a huge, iron pole, missing it by inches - Had he been going just a little faster, I'd have hit it head on.
I have cuts and bruises and burns and scares and I'm stiff and sore as fuck. And I have a steering-wheel shape tattoo on my stomach. And this morning, my neck has tightened up a bit...
My car is utterly fucked. My new car, that's less than a year old, 'cos I got rear-ended by a woman texting while driving last May as well.
Now, I know that it could have been much worse - The girls could have been in the car (can't even think about that...) and I really did come a few inches from serious injury or worse, and I'm really, really, REALLY trying to not feel sorry for myself through all of this, but for fuck's sake...
