imagine please....
If any of you don't know what happened on Friday around 630ish...on 14mile between Van Dyke and Maple Lane....
read on to find out
first things first, Brittney is my girlfriend. Thats about it, everything else u should understand.
Imagine please...
Driving down 14 Mile going towards Van Dyke (driving between Hoover/Maple Lane & Van Dyke)...
Imagine...talking to someone sitting next to you in the passenger seat that you care about very much...
Imagine...several seconds later, seeing a car's headlights weave and bob their way across the center turn lane of 14mile...
Imagine...those same headlights going the wrong direction (towards Maple Lane) coming right at you...
Imagine...those headlights then somehow not staying in your lane long enough for you to either get hit, or need you to make a decision about how to get out of harms way.
Those headlights (somehow) managed to get into the right lane (in the wrong direction of course) and zoom past you driving the opposite way (obviously) at about 75 miles an hour.
Imagine how close that car was to hitting you. And imagine how you might feel seconds after it happened, minutes and hours after it happened.
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I then looked back to see this car go up over the curb and fly onto the grass...I turned back around to watch where I was going. Brittney then watched this guy crash into an apartment complex building..
I slammed on my brakes did a U-turn on 14 Mile and pulled right into the parking lot of where this guy smashed into the building...
Brittney called 911...and I ran up close to where the car was all smashed up. The car had somehow bounced off the building and the front end was now facing the road again.
When the car struck the building, he managed to hit (for lack of better words) those gas meters that are all lined up along side of many buildings you see. So a couple of those were on fire and the fire was spreading down the lines into the basement of one of the apartments.
The car was smoking, and I could not see anyone in the driver seat. I was freaking out and very confused. Was there nobody in the car? Impossible. I was hesitating to get close to the car (for fear of it catching fire, blowing up, or the fire from the gas line exploding)...so I kept my distance...
By now more people came out of the apartment buildings hearing "a huge crash" and wanting to know what was going on...I was yelling, "A car almost hit me and then hit this building!"
A few men then walked up to the car with me and Brittney and we saw there was an old, heavy set man slouched over in the passenger seat (he must have gotten thrown over the bench/seat from the impact).
He was bleeding pretty bad, and did not look like he was breathing/moving. We got the back door open, but couldn't get the front passenger door open to try and pull this "old man" out.
We felt helpless, we all didn't want to go on the other side of the car, because that was too close to the fire, and your putting yourself in a lot of potential danger (fire, gasoline, gas meters, lines).... So we waiting for what seemed like forever for any kind of help to come...It was probably 3 or 4 minutes before the first police car arrived with me and a few other guys waiving them down as they came down 14 Mile...
About 2 minutes later, the street was filled with cop cars, fire trucks, heavy rescue trucks, lights and sirens and all that shit.
By now a crowd of 15 or so people were lined up across the parking lot watching everything as me and Brittney watched the fire dept bust through the door/window and get the "old man" out as I was talking to the police officer filing out a report of what I saw, or what we saw.
They got the man out and got him in a stretcher, and put him in an ambulance, but the ambulance never took off for a hospital, which was confusing. Is he dead, or was he ok enough he did not need to go right to the hospital??? I don’t know at this point.
What pissed me off the most, is this crowd of people is taking pictures with their camera phones to tell to the wife and kids later "hey look what I saw!?!?!" Little did they know, two people standing feet from them...were in a car, literally feet away from getting seriously hurt or dieing.... I wanted to slug a few people as they were laughing and joking about what happened.
Eventually, the cops made everyone leave. And me and Brittney shook up to all hell, eventually drove off rather quietly, we both called our parents to say we were ok and let them know what happened and what could have happened.
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We are ok, thank God.
But what could have happened? What If I was reaching in the back seat to grab a CD, and looked away for a split second too long??? What if this guy didn't make it to the right lane? What if my reaction time was not quick enough? What if something happened to Brittney? What if I was joking with Brittney or something and didn't pay close enough attention to what was going on? What if I was in the right lane? Would I have been able to get the hell out of the way in time? Everything happened so fast? You may be wondering, why not just get over into the center lane as you saw the headlights coming at you? Everything happened in the span of what seemed like a second, by the time I saw the headlights in my lane, and realized it, he was alright bouncing off the curb in the lane next to me and zooooooomed by me doing 75 miles an hour...and just like that it was over.
I didn't realize until after this all happened, and after the cops and fire dept all showed up...what could have been? Or what if? I got pretty shook up then...it took awhile for it to sink in. I just was like "holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, and holy shit." as I gave Brittney a hug, my arms and legs shaking like crazy.
You never know when your time is up.
Take advantage of today, because tomorrow may never come.
Its cheezy and what not, but tonight it is sooo true.
What could have been? or what if?
I hope the "old man" is ok, although he gave me a scare of a lifetime. I do hope he is ok.
I hope your Friday was better than mine...
read on to find out
first things first, Brittney is my girlfriend. Thats about it, everything else u should understand.
Imagine please...
Driving down 14 Mile going towards Van Dyke (driving between Hoover/Maple Lane & Van Dyke)...
Imagine...talking to someone sitting next to you in the passenger seat that you care about very much...
Imagine...several seconds later, seeing a car's headlights weave and bob their way across the center turn lane of 14mile...
Imagine...those same headlights going the wrong direction (towards Maple Lane) coming right at you...
Imagine...those headlights then somehow not staying in your lane long enough for you to either get hit, or need you to make a decision about how to get out of harms way.
Those headlights (somehow) managed to get into the right lane (in the wrong direction of course) and zoom past you driving the opposite way (obviously) at about 75 miles an hour.
Imagine how close that car was to hitting you. And imagine how you might feel seconds after it happened, minutes and hours after it happened.
========
I then looked back to see this car go up over the curb and fly onto the grass...I turned back around to watch where I was going. Brittney then watched this guy crash into an apartment complex building..
I slammed on my brakes did a U-turn on 14 Mile and pulled right into the parking lot of where this guy smashed into the building...
Brittney called 911...and I ran up close to where the car was all smashed up. The car had somehow bounced off the building and the front end was now facing the road again.
When the car struck the building, he managed to hit (for lack of better words) those gas meters that are all lined up along side of many buildings you see. So a couple of those were on fire and the fire was spreading down the lines into the basement of one of the apartments.
The car was smoking, and I could not see anyone in the driver seat. I was freaking out and very confused. Was there nobody in the car? Impossible. I was hesitating to get close to the car (for fear of it catching fire, blowing up, or the fire from the gas line exploding)...so I kept my distance...
By now more people came out of the apartment buildings hearing "a huge crash" and wanting to know what was going on...I was yelling, "A car almost hit me and then hit this building!"
A few men then walked up to the car with me and Brittney and we saw there was an old, heavy set man slouched over in the passenger seat (he must have gotten thrown over the bench/seat from the impact).
He was bleeding pretty bad, and did not look like he was breathing/moving. We got the back door open, but couldn't get the front passenger door open to try and pull this "old man" out.
We felt helpless, we all didn't want to go on the other side of the car, because that was too close to the fire, and your putting yourself in a lot of potential danger (fire, gasoline, gas meters, lines).... So we waiting for what seemed like forever for any kind of help to come...It was probably 3 or 4 minutes before the first police car arrived with me and a few other guys waiving them down as they came down 14 Mile...
About 2 minutes later, the street was filled with cop cars, fire trucks, heavy rescue trucks, lights and sirens and all that shit.
By now a crowd of 15 or so people were lined up across the parking lot watching everything as me and Brittney watched the fire dept bust through the door/window and get the "old man" out as I was talking to the police officer filing out a report of what I saw, or what we saw.
They got the man out and got him in a stretcher, and put him in an ambulance, but the ambulance never took off for a hospital, which was confusing. Is he dead, or was he ok enough he did not need to go right to the hospital??? I don’t know at this point.
What pissed me off the most, is this crowd of people is taking pictures with their camera phones to tell to the wife and kids later "hey look what I saw!?!?!" Little did they know, two people standing feet from them...were in a car, literally feet away from getting seriously hurt or dieing.... I wanted to slug a few people as they were laughing and joking about what happened.
Eventually, the cops made everyone leave. And me and Brittney shook up to all hell, eventually drove off rather quietly, we both called our parents to say we were ok and let them know what happened and what could have happened.
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We are ok, thank God.
But what could have happened? What If I was reaching in the back seat to grab a CD, and looked away for a split second too long??? What if this guy didn't make it to the right lane? What if my reaction time was not quick enough? What if something happened to Brittney? What if I was joking with Brittney or something and didn't pay close enough attention to what was going on? What if I was in the right lane? Would I have been able to get the hell out of the way in time? Everything happened so fast? You may be wondering, why not just get over into the center lane as you saw the headlights coming at you? Everything happened in the span of what seemed like a second, by the time I saw the headlights in my lane, and realized it, he was alright bouncing off the curb in the lane next to me and zooooooomed by me doing 75 miles an hour...and just like that it was over.
I didn't realize until after this all happened, and after the cops and fire dept all showed up...what could have been? Or what if? I got pretty shook up then...it took awhile for it to sink in. I just was like "holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, and holy shit." as I gave Brittney a hug, my arms and legs shaking like crazy.
You never know when your time is up.
Take advantage of today, because tomorrow may never come.
Its cheezy and what not, but tonight it is sooo true.
What could have been? or what if?
I hope the "old man" is ok, although he gave me a scare of a lifetime. I do hope he is ok.
I hope your Friday was better than mine...