Showing posts with label car accidents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label car accidents. Show all posts

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Is it just me?

When I'm near a "student driver" I become a perfect driver. My hands go to 10 & 2. I stop far enough behind the car ahead to see his rear wheels on the road. I do Exorcist style shoulder checks, I signal lane changes. I think I'm trying to be a good example? I imagine the teacher saying "see, see that woman in the red car? Look at her, that's how you should drive." I feel so mentorish, so proud... Bob, my insurance agent Gerry and numerous friends may scoff at this but hey remember, not one of the 9 or 10 accidents have been my fault! ha!

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Confusing ride home



On my way home, in front of Devonshire Mall, I witnessed a very confusing accident. It involved a yellow light, a red light, a right turn, a swerve, a side swipe, a clip, 2 cars and a van, one driver starting to drive away then parking and walking back, an unimpressed man, a fairly old woman who limped...

I changed lanes and just drove home! I'm really NOT sure what the heck I saw. (Everyone was fine and the damage was fairly minor.)

Seriously, I'd be a lousy witness for this one. I couldn't swear to anything except that the woman driving the van turned right on the red, I'm not even sure where the one car came from?

The interesting part of this is that my theory of carrying latex gloves in the car to ensure I never have to pull someone out of a car wreck again, works!

Really, it does, pre gloves I pulled people out of wrecks three times. Post gloves in the car, zero!

Before anyone says anything about moving them... 1 was a smashed car; (hit by a dump truck,) smoking, ruptured gas tank, gas running across the pavement - did I mention it was a gas station parking lot that the car got pushed into? 1 was a smashed car, smoking, ruptured gas tank on the express way - wait that accident had 2, but he really was just shaken up and needed a hand to get out. The third time was a smashed, smoking van, the kids were ok, the woman not so good, two guys helped me that time. That's when I started carrying the gloves!