The Big Stuff
I saw a roll over accident tonight. I was on my way to my parents house from rehearsal, heading west bound on I-94 near Belleville. This red Ford Expedition was in the left hand fast lane and skidded off to the left, then the driver way over corrected and flew across to all lanes of traffic to the right, narrowly avoiding hitting at least 4 cars. The truck slid up the ditch and then flipped over sideways into the ditch. I was enjoying a drink of green tea when I saw this go down about 50 yards ahead of me. I pulled over immediately, hopped out of my car and pounded on the window facing up. The guy was flipped upside down inside the cabin. It didn't look like he had been wearing his seat belt. Some more motorists who also saw the accident ran up to the truck. We all started pounding on the window trying to draw the guys attention. Finally he acknowledged us and yelled out that he was fine. I poked my head in the rear passenger window. I hate to say it, but I could smell the liquor on the guys breath all the way from the back seat. I yelled to him to hit the lock and we'll lift him out of there. He didn't respond. He just sat there. He must have been really drunk, completely in shock or a potent combination of both. The local police arrived a couple of minutes later and I explained to the officer what I saw. He took down my name, address and phone number. I fully expect that I'll be called to testify against this guy. I speculate that the was drunk, drifted off to sleep and then jerked awake when he realized that he was out of his lane and that's when he screwed up. I'm glad I'm not him.