Jan 24, 2006 01:55
Chris called me tonight while I was at work to inform me that he had been in a really bad accident. Some lady, who was either drunk, high, epileptic, schizophrenic, or otherwise completely out of it plowed into the back of his little car going 55 miles per hour. She was in a gigantic SUV. He drives a tiny little Honda.
He's okay, but mentally shaken and afraid to drive now.
The car, however, is seriously FUBAR.
She rearended him, and pushed the car body in 16 inches from where it previously had been. The glass is busted out. There are pieces of his windows in the front seat. The hatchback door is crumpled, nearly in half. Weirdly enough, the car was just driveable enough to get it back to our place. You can clearly see the shape of her front end imprinted into the back of the car. Looking at it, it is clearly the work of G_d and angels that he isn't seriously injured. I guess the impact was so great that it pushed him back in his seat, and now the seat tracking is bent and the chair is broken. Crazy.
I guess the lady who hit him tried to run from the cops, but she was caught. She had insurance, luckily.
I'd tell you the vagaries of my day, but that's beside the point; I had a horrendous day as well, but at least my car isn't totalled. Poor Chris. I'm still in shock.
~A