I am feeling very blessed and thankful right now. The time it takes you to blink twice could be
the difference between life and death... at the hand of someone else.
(Most of these photos were taken the day after the event. To settle myself, I needed to return to the site.)
Thursday afternoon we were heading along a country
highway to a meeting. It was drizzling
rain. We were in an area where the road
in a bit of a saddle (two small hills with a low place in the middle).
A car comes FLYING (guessing doing about 80-90 mph) over
the hill towards us and loses control. It slams into the dirt embankment to the
west then spins straight towards us. Himself felt compelled to hit the gas
instead of the brakes... had he not, the car would have T boned us HARD on his
side. As it was, it just barely missed our back end as it spun past. I really thought it would hit.
After just missing us, the car spun back across the highway. It jumped to the ditch and proceeded down that for several hundred feet. Right by the orange sign on the left, as I watched she crossed back over the highway spinning and side hopping. That is our car sitting opposite of the side road she crossed.
I was standing next to the orange sign photoing towards the gravel road she crossed. Here's where she came in to the opposite ditch sideways and side hopping. The marks are really crazy.
She went broadside into an 'L' shaped board
fence...taking out 35 feet worth (5 of 6 panels).
(Taken day of wreck)
Continued sideways across the connecting gravel
road and into a field.
(Photo taken next day)
In total, the car traveled about 780 feet once it lost control. (Himself says that at 60 mph you can travel from goal to goal in 3 seconds). He figures it took only 7-9 seconds from start to finish.
The car was shedding pieces from where it hit the fence to about halfway across the field.
Himself standing where the car came to rest. As we were turning around, the driver was trying to drive
out of the field. Fortunately, the car gave out.
Notice the board in his hand...
(photo from day of wreck)
That is where it came from...
It is an impaled piece of the fence!! Thankfully there was no one else in the car but there were toys in the back seat...
When we got back there (parking opposite on a farm road alongside the
highway) the driver chippie was walking around her car saying over and over
"I'll fix the fence" and "Don't call the cops!".
A LOT of people were on their cell phones calling the
cops.
As we left, there was a very very unhappy looking Amish
man driving his tractor down to see the mess she'd made out of his fence and field. (He did a fantastic job cleaning up the mess!)
