Sep 10, 2005 17:53
So Jesus Fucking Christ was that scary.
Last night, I was riding with Isaac and Veronica, and Isaac was driving far too fast on the road to Camp Cutter. Just before the turn onto the camp road, Isaac hit the last turn too hard and the car went off the road and over the bank. The left side of the car is FUBARed, missing a mirror and has a window that's been shattered. We all got out okay, and everyone's fine, it was just scary as hell. And now we're thinking about how much worse it would have been if we'd gone off the road after we were already on the Cutter path... steep hills on all sides, not kind to a driver.. *shudder*
Anyway, due to some unfortunate misunderstandings, the three of us waited around for a tow truck for about two and a half hours before Veronica and I decided to hoof it to the camp and forcefully send someone down for Isaac (Thank you so much Graham for doing that, I'm sure Isaac appreciates it as much if not more than I do). That was a five mile hike. In the dark. Uphill. With a dying flashlight. But we finally made it, and that was the end of that night. Came back first thing this morning, didn't want to stick around for the game, particularly.
So yeah, we're all fine and very, very lucky. Just a little shaken.