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Please Note: The photos in this article do not relate to the stories.
Last Sunday night, on the way back from Benjamin's dedication, Stacy, June and I almost got into a car accident. I was speeding along in the passing lane, northbound on 99. I guess I was going about 70, which was enough to keep up with traffic and pass the slowest cars and trucks. Stacy and I were talking, June was asleep in the back of the car. Suddenly both Stacy and I noticed that I was approaching the car in front of me very quickly. I stomped on the brakes, which threw everything forward in the car. Just like that, we were on the tail of this Buick in front of us. We didn't hit him. We didn't even brake hard enough to skid, but we were both completely freaked out. June continued to sleep. The Buick did not have his brake lights on. He wasn't stopped, or slowing, he was just driving a lot slower than I was, so I caught up to him in a big hurry. He was in the passing lane, but he wasn't passing anyone. He was just cruising along at about 50. |
I assumed he was stoned, and I felt the overwhelming urge to do something, so I flashed my high-beams. I wasn't really mad, but I definitely thought this stoner should get over into the slow lane. He moved right over, allowing me to drive by and get a look at this guy. He was old. Probably not stoned. Probably just driving slow for safety. Unlike me.
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My next collision was about a year later. I was driving my mom's Honda Station wagon, in the middle turn lane (the suicide lane). I was behind a Cadillac. We were both turning left into Taco Bell on Florin Road, across from Luther Burbank High School. When traffic cleared, he started left, and pulled into Taco bell's driveway. I was right behind him, not wanting to wait for another break in traffic. Suddenly, he came to a dead stop in the driveway. I stopped too, and realized that I was now blocked and stranded in the middle of a major artery. My attention was now focused on the oncoming traffic to my right. I looked right, then forward, just in time to see him reversing out right into me. BAM. He was trying to make a U-turn in the driveway, and hadn't noticed me on his tail. He pulled over for long enough for me to get out of my car and examine it, but he didn't stick around to see how the story ended. His car appeared undamaged, and my mom's car escaped with just a small spot where the paint was peeled from the front bumper. From then on, I swore to be avoid following anyone into a driveway too closely, and reminded myself to react with the horn when I needed to warn someone of an impending collision.
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Do you have a crash experience that other drivers can learn from? I'd love to hear it, and post it here with a bunch of Jose Cuervo ads all over the page. Some crash stories would be greatly enhanced with an illustration, but I
don't really have a good system for you to draw-n-send a diagram. If you
need an illustration, you'll have to sketch it yourself, take a snapshot and
email it to me. Make up a reference number on the story so I know which
drawing belongs to which story. |
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