I thought I would die...
Jan. 16th, 2006 09:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
candylandI've learned something today: State Troopers are my friends. I learned this today on my way home from observation. The reason why I know this? Because one of them was so kind as to let me sit in his nice warm car while I watched the tow truck pull my vehicle from the nice, snowy ditch.
See, it snowed today. Lots. Came out of nowhere, and accumulated pretty fast. School day wrapped up, and I was on my way back to campus. I was going about forty, forty-five-ish down the highway when all of a sudden, there was this curve in the road right ahead of me.
I pressed the brake to slow down a bit. Nothing happened. I turned the wheel. Nothing happened. At this point, I was on the shoulder and still moving. So I grabbed on for dear life (I was wearing my seatbelt, BTW). I don't think I screamed...but I remember thinking that the car was going to flip over and I was going to die. But no, instead I end up staring at a whole lotta white stuff, clutching the steering wheel in a panic, hearing my RENT soundtrack playing "Today 4 U" from where my laptop was sort of dumped into the foot area of the passenger seat...
Well, I sat there for a bit, trying to make my heart stop hammering and my hands stop shaking. Then, upon discovering that my car was not going to move forwards or backwards of its own volition, I dug my cell phone out and tried to call 911 for some help. Well, no one answered. Made me feel a lot better about my situation.
Then I glance in my rearview mirror, trying to figure out what to do, and there's a pick-up truck there, with a guy getting out of it and calling out to ask if I was okay. I clambored out and let him know I was all right. He asked if I needed a ride somewhere. We were about five minutes drive away from campus, so I weighed my options and said okay. But before we actually left, up pulls a State Trooper, so I thanked the guy and he left. State Trooper radios for a tow truck, and then we hung out in his car and chatted for a while. Nice guy.
The tow truck came, they hauled my car out, I am now sixty-five dollars lighter, but as far as "crashes" go, that was a pretty clean one. I went in nose-first, straight into a snowbank. The snow cushioned my car, so there was no damage, and I was really shaken and really freaked, but unharmed. So once my car was out, I got in and drove back to campus. Went about thirty the entire way back. The people behind me were probably ready to kill me.
But I made it back safely, the car's fine. Have not yet decided whether or not I should inform the parents of this little "incident." But thus ends my Horror Story of Evil. Guess I'll have quite a tale to share with my co-op and the others at lunch tomorrow, huh?
Much love,
~ Candy-chan #^^#
See, it snowed today. Lots. Came out of nowhere, and accumulated pretty fast. School day wrapped up, and I was on my way back to campus. I was going about forty, forty-five-ish down the highway when all of a sudden, there was this curve in the road right ahead of me.
I pressed the brake to slow down a bit. Nothing happened. I turned the wheel. Nothing happened. At this point, I was on the shoulder and still moving. So I grabbed on for dear life (I was wearing my seatbelt, BTW). I don't think I screamed...but I remember thinking that the car was going to flip over and I was going to die. But no, instead I end up staring at a whole lotta white stuff, clutching the steering wheel in a panic, hearing my RENT soundtrack playing "Today 4 U" from where my laptop was sort of dumped into the foot area of the passenger seat...
Well, I sat there for a bit, trying to make my heart stop hammering and my hands stop shaking. Then, upon discovering that my car was not going to move forwards or backwards of its own volition, I dug my cell phone out and tried to call 911 for some help. Well, no one answered. Made me feel a lot better about my situation.
Then I glance in my rearview mirror, trying to figure out what to do, and there's a pick-up truck there, with a guy getting out of it and calling out to ask if I was okay. I clambored out and let him know I was all right. He asked if I needed a ride somewhere. We were about five minutes drive away from campus, so I weighed my options and said okay. But before we actually left, up pulls a State Trooper, so I thanked the guy and he left. State Trooper radios for a tow truck, and then we hung out in his car and chatted for a while. Nice guy.
The tow truck came, they hauled my car out, I am now sixty-five dollars lighter, but as far as "crashes" go, that was a pretty clean one. I went in nose-first, straight into a snowbank. The snow cushioned my car, so there was no damage, and I was really shaken and really freaked, but unharmed. So once my car was out, I got in and drove back to campus. Went about thirty the entire way back. The people behind me were probably ready to kill me.
But I made it back safely, the car's fine. Have not yet decided whether or not I should inform the parents of this little "incident." But thus ends my Horror Story of Evil. Guess I'll have quite a tale to share with my co-op and the others at lunch tomorrow, huh?
Much love,
~ Candy-chan #^^#