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I still dream about it sometimes. Today I was just walking along...headed somewhere on base, I forget where...when it hit me again. there was this calm moment and then confusion. Loud noises, inexplicable movements, and a wall of glass rushing up from behind like a torrent. There was also this sense of 'oh my god, what just happened and why is the car in the next lane?'.
Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I can see it in all it's glorious details. I don't know if, after all this time, some of it has been fabricated to fill in the blanks in the memory or if I'm just now getting those details to rise to the forefront. Little things like the glove box falling out or the car in front of me. I remember it's tail light. It was a euro style, typical on the RS xB's at the time. I can see it lined up with the center of my dashboard, not the drivers side like it should have been. I know it was lined up properly when I was stopped so this leads me to believe that I saw the light as I was hit. My passenger fender struck the drivers side rear of that xB.
And the lady in the Hyundai...I honestly hope she was telling me the truth when she said that she was just not paying attention. But, dammit, was it WORTH it? I can still SMELL the scene, FEEL the movement of the car that was not under my control at that point, HEAR the crushing, resounding bang that accompanied getting rear ended at 50. It ruined the one thing that I chose as mine. From the moment I saw that car I KNEW it was mine. Nearly 5 years of faithful service and all Vix got for it was a ride to the junk yard. GOD DAMMIT that car saved my life TWICE and deserved better than that.
Don't get me wrong, I adore Siren, I do. It's just....why bother putting so much time and effort into something if someone can take it all away by NOT PAYING ATTENTION??
Aw hell. There are worse things going on in the world today and I'm sitting here bitching and lamenting about a car. Forgive me but I really need a vacation, I think.
I still dream about it sometimes. Today I was just walking along...headed somewhere on base, I forget where...when it hit me again. there was this calm moment and then confusion. Loud noises, inexplicable movements, and a wall of glass rushing up from behind like a torrent. There was also this sense of 'oh my god, what just happened and why is the car in the next lane?'.
Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I can see it in all it's glorious details. I don't know if, after all this time, some of it has been fabricated to fill in the blanks in the memory or if I'm just now getting those details to rise to the forefront. Little things like the glove box falling out or the car in front of me. I remember it's tail light. It was a euro style, typical on the RS xB's at the time. I can see it lined up with the center of my dashboard, not the drivers side like it should have been. I know it was lined up properly when I was stopped so this leads me to believe that I saw the light as I was hit. My passenger fender struck the drivers side rear of that xB.
And the lady in the Hyundai...I honestly hope she was telling me the truth when she said that she was just not paying attention. But, dammit, was it WORTH it? I can still SMELL the scene, FEEL the movement of the car that was not under my control at that point, HEAR the crushing, resounding bang that accompanied getting rear ended at 50. It ruined the one thing that I chose as mine. From the moment I saw that car I KNEW it was mine. Nearly 5 years of faithful service and all Vix got for it was a ride to the junk yard. GOD DAMMIT that car saved my life TWICE and deserved better than that.
Don't get me wrong, I adore Siren, I do. It's just....why bother putting so much time and effort into something if someone can take it all away by NOT PAYING ATTENTION??
Aw hell. There are worse things going on in the world today and I'm sitting here bitching and lamenting about a car. Forgive me but I really need a vacation, I think.