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So, I'm assuming we've all been involved in or played witness to a crazy event. One of the most heart pounding experiences I have ever had just happened to me a little while ago.
I had to drive up to Home Depot to buy some paint. I took my father's Jeep, because he needed me to pick him up some of the big buckets. While I was sitting there waiting for the light to turn red (at a major intersection - 8 lanes in each direction) I saw a truck flying up out of the corner of my left eye. I turned my head to see a Ford Explorer bearing down on me at 60+mph.
I was completely terrified, as I had my 5 year old son in the passenger seat. Since I had nowhere to go, I was fully expecting to be killed or severely injured. About 10 feet from me, the driver jerked the wheel.
The truck came across the median at a sideways angle on two wheels, and missed be by such a short distance that it shook the Jeep like a hard wind does when you drive over a bridge on a windy day.
I turn to look behind me in time to see him destroy the car just behind me, which then knocked it into another car. The Explorer would have flipped over had there not been a car sitting there for him to hit.
I threw the Jeep into park and turned it off, and started to unbuckle my seatbelt to get out and see if I could help the injured. (I was trained heavily in the Army and DOC to do so, so I was more than qualified)
Right as I'm about to get out, the driver of the Ford Explorer takes off down the road against oncoming traffic, trying to flee the scene. I immediately turn the Jeep back on, and do a u-turn over the median to track him down and get his plates.
After I get close enough to get his plates, I pull up beside him as he's slowing down to check out the scene in his rearview mirror. I yelled to him that he was going to jail, and he floored it - straight into a light pole. We were doing about 40-45 when he hit the gas and hit the pole, so his truck is destroyed.
So he hops out of the truck, and pulls a gun out and starts to randomly fire. Nobody was hit thankfully, but then he tried to flee on foot. In his drunken stumbling, the idiot drops his wallet right next to his truck and takes off. I am physically unable to chase him down, and I wouldn't have left my son alone anyway, so I let him go, and took his wallet off the ground and drove back to the scene of the original accident to see if anyone needed help until the EMTs and police arrived.
I pull up and hop out, and you would have thought I was the messiah by the way these people reacted. When they found out I had not only found him and got his info, but that I also had his wallet, they couldn't have been any more gracious. Surprisingly, other than the elderly female driver of the car that was hit, there were no injuries, excluding the driver of the Explorer.
There was an 86 year old passenger in the car, who was unhurt but extremely shaken up and grateful that I did what I did. When the police arrived and everyone told them what happened and what I did, I gave a report to the police, turned over the wallet, gave a description of the guy, etc. and they proceeded to also thank me profusely.
I help people all the time, and I think nothing of it. It took a while for me to realize what a huge deal this actually was, and it didn't fully sink in until I saw Chopper 10 from WAVY TV 10 flying over head, and a news crew pulling up. They talked to me for a while and wanted to do an on camera interview, but I just couldn't do it. Not only am I extremely introverted beyond description about 99% of the time, but I like to think that most people in my position would have done the same thing.
I am beyond grateful that nobody was seriously injured, and I think I love my son just a bit more now that we are ok. It was definitely an experience that will make you rethink your views and priorities and life, and make you realize the petty bull**** really doesn't matter.
Do me a favor tonight. Give your kids a hug, if they're not at home anymore call them and tell them you love them. Life is too short to worry about the small things. I nearly died making a trip to the store 2 miles from my house, and there was nothing I could do but sit there and watch helplessly.
We need to learn to appreciate what we have and put aside our differences. Never turn down an opportunity to help somebody or change someone's life. I think my dinner might taste just a little bit better tonight.
I had to drive up to Home Depot to buy some paint. I took my father's Jeep, because he needed me to pick him up some of the big buckets. While I was sitting there waiting for the light to turn red (at a major intersection - 8 lanes in each direction) I saw a truck flying up out of the corner of my left eye. I turned my head to see a Ford Explorer bearing down on me at 60+mph.
I was completely terrified, as I had my 5 year old son in the passenger seat. Since I had nowhere to go, I was fully expecting to be killed or severely injured. About 10 feet from me, the driver jerked the wheel.
The truck came across the median at a sideways angle on two wheels, and missed be by such a short distance that it shook the Jeep like a hard wind does when you drive over a bridge on a windy day.
I turn to look behind me in time to see him destroy the car just behind me, which then knocked it into another car. The Explorer would have flipped over had there not been a car sitting there for him to hit.
I threw the Jeep into park and turned it off, and started to unbuckle my seatbelt to get out and see if I could help the injured. (I was trained heavily in the Army and DOC to do so, so I was more than qualified)
Right as I'm about to get out, the driver of the Ford Explorer takes off down the road against oncoming traffic, trying to flee the scene. I immediately turn the Jeep back on, and do a u-turn over the median to track him down and get his plates.
After I get close enough to get his plates, I pull up beside him as he's slowing down to check out the scene in his rearview mirror. I yelled to him that he was going to jail, and he floored it - straight into a light pole. We were doing about 40-45 when he hit the gas and hit the pole, so his truck is destroyed.
So he hops out of the truck, and pulls a gun out and starts to randomly fire. Nobody was hit thankfully, but then he tried to flee on foot. In his drunken stumbling, the idiot drops his wallet right next to his truck and takes off. I am physically unable to chase him down, and I wouldn't have left my son alone anyway, so I let him go, and took his wallet off the ground and drove back to the scene of the original accident to see if anyone needed help until the EMTs and police arrived.
I pull up and hop out, and you would have thought I was the messiah by the way these people reacted. When they found out I had not only found him and got his info, but that I also had his wallet, they couldn't have been any more gracious. Surprisingly, other than the elderly female driver of the car that was hit, there were no injuries, excluding the driver of the Explorer.
There was an 86 year old passenger in the car, who was unhurt but extremely shaken up and grateful that I did what I did. When the police arrived and everyone told them what happened and what I did, I gave a report to the police, turned over the wallet, gave a description of the guy, etc. and they proceeded to also thank me profusely.
I help people all the time, and I think nothing of it. It took a while for me to realize what a huge deal this actually was, and it didn't fully sink in until I saw Chopper 10 from WAVY TV 10 flying over head, and a news crew pulling up. They talked to me for a while and wanted to do an on camera interview, but I just couldn't do it. Not only am I extremely introverted beyond description about 99% of the time, but I like to think that most people in my position would have done the same thing.
I am beyond grateful that nobody was seriously injured, and I think I love my son just a bit more now that we are ok. It was definitely an experience that will make you rethink your views and priorities and life, and make you realize the petty bull**** really doesn't matter.
Do me a favor tonight. Give your kids a hug, if they're not at home anymore call them and tell them you love them. Life is too short to worry about the small things. I nearly died making a trip to the store 2 miles from my house, and there was nothing I could do but sit there and watch helplessly.
We need to learn to appreciate what we have and put aside our differences. Never turn down an opportunity to help somebody or change someone's life. I think my dinner might taste just a little bit better tonight.