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Where we're going, we don't need roads!Six years ago on a Wednesday night, about 9 o'clock, I was racing home to watch some TV show that has most likely long since been cancelled. I always travel the back highway as it is the fastest way home because of it's lack of stoplights but it is also known for it's sharp curves.
As I was en route to my humble abode, I noticed that the mini-van driving on the opposite side of the road was traveling at a pretty good clip. I said to myself that there was no way in hell that guy was going to negotiate that curve properly. I figured he would just skid onto the dirt road off to the side. It turned out I was half right.
As the mini-van hit the curve, the fucking thing fliped into the air and did a cartwheel nose to bumper about 3 times before crashing into a randomly place concrete slab out of sight of the main road. It was fucking crazy, I've never witnessed anything like it before or since.
Naturally, me being me, I didn't want any part of that action. Unfortunately there were no other witnesses and the car was not visible from the road.
I was having one of those cartoon moments with the angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other. "Someone else will come along." "You can't see him from the road." "It's his own fault for driving too fast." "There could be kids in the car". Goddamit, so I pulled the car over and got out. "...but you're going to miss your TV show!"
As I approach the car, I can see there is only a man in the vehicle. His eyes are open and he's breathing, but he's not responding to anything I say. I call 911 to get the guy some help. The operator didn't know his ass from his elbow as far as locating the site went, despite my finely detailed directions.
Help has been dispatched and will be there in minutes. He then tells me to check for any heavy bleeding and if I see any to put pressure on it with a clean cloth. I tell him I don't see any bleeding...of course that was mostly because I'm about 5 feet away and looking through the window.
I go stand by the road side and I see a police vehicle traveling swiftly in the wrong direction, apparently the dispatcher still didn't quite understand my directions. I flag the police over and he checks the guy out. Emergency responders showed up half a minute later. I quickly gave my statement and got the hell out of there.
According to the article I read the next day, it turns out that the man in the mini-van had taken a shit load of pain medication and had been drinking heavily. He was very lucky that night that I had been at the right place, at the right time. I really should not have been there. Something interfered with my regular Tuesday night plans, so I pushed it off to Wednesday night. Like is said, lucky him.
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