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cheated death again!

post #1 of 13
Thread Starter 
Getting close to the entrance of Sugarloaf on Friday afternoon and enjoying the nice gentle curves of RT 27.

The guy coming south (out of Sugarloaf?), starts a gentle drift into my lane ..... so ... so ... so .. slowly and I missed him by inches.

The Caddy behind me was not tailgating .... he was lucky and he reacted too with a hard crank and swerve.

He got the girl behind us damned near head on. All I saw in the rear view was impact and pieces flying.

She did not die .... broken ribs and hips ....

He "nodded off at the wheel" according to the cop who responded.

So close ... damned, pull to the side and take a half hour snooze.
post #2 of 13
Wow. I hope she's okay in the long run, can't imagine a broken hip makes for an easy recovery. Glad to hear you escaped unscathed.

Were you past where RT 27 runs along the river? Those curves always make me nervous, no place to ditch in a situation like this. Really sketchy when there is logging traffic around.
post #3 of 13
Thread Starter 
I was about a half mile south of the general store & gas .... just before the entrance road to the mountain.

I was OK for about fifteen minutes .... then it set in that a second either way .... had I been driving just .0002 miles per hour slower ... it would have been a head on for me. A quirk ... of seconds .. separates us from walking or .. then I looked at my hands shaking when it set in.

The trucks are scary ... especially when they are empty and on the road home for dinner ... downhill and moving fast ... :
post #4 of 13
You must have done something're alive to tell the tale.
post #5 of 13
Start refilling the Karma account. Stop at yellow lights, give others the right a way, that kinda stuff.
post #6 of 13
Reminds me of a similar incident driving along the Trans-Canadaon a rainy afternoon in northern Ontario, coming back from BC. Car in the oncoming lane stopped to make a left turn. The car drivers behind him were not paying attention. First car rear ended the stopped car. The next car swerved into my lane. I swerved onto the shoulder. Closing speed of about 120 mph, about a car length or two at the most to react, difference between a compacted family in a Chevette and a happy end to the vacation was a very small fraction of a second.

Be careful out there; keep your eyes peeled and pay Attention!
And yes, those expensive tires are worth every penny!
post #7 of 13
Damn. These long drives can get pretty freaky. Drove up to Stowe a few weeks ago and got passed by a guy on the 684 going the wrong way : this after seeing a guy smash into an overpass on the southern state.
I like planes for this reason.
post #8 of 13
Thread Starter 
I did nothing right here, no skill involved at all. With the guide rail, had he come over a second earlier, there would have been no place to go. The angles (of the curve), and his approach would have left "0" options.

It was all luck.

That was the part that got me later .... really rattled ... just fortune and coincidece .... the point were all of the lines cross and come together.
post #9 of 13
That is a nasty stretch of road. Glad you are safe.

It's hard to do 45mph for 20 minutes straight, north of Kingfield.
But ya just gotta do it.
post #10 of 13
I always get interested in car wrecks, mainly because people like to use the word luck.

I find it incredibly ironic that what has socially earned me the right of being called lucky, has in-turn made me no longer believe in luck.

I rolled a self-built '72 blazer on two separate occasions. (You Kirkwood guys may remember the Orange Goose.) Once, I rolled it 2.5 times down a hill into a dry creek bed, and once I flipped it on Carson Pass. The second time, with my bro in the passenger seat, I remember that moment of accepting my death... only to have nothing but silence wake me up after everything stopped.

We were pushed to the floor, the steering wheel (after punching my wrist through the windshield) was the highest point on the rig after the fiberglass top ripped away. I now have a scar on my wrist from where it was pinned and I remember quite vividly the gravel that made it. Aside from that, we walked with zero injuries. All of our friends were calling us lucky and athletic for having gotten away with it. Since then, I just shrug... wondering how to articulate the death of luck to people who have most likely never accepted death through and through only to be spit back out into the living as if you were the sour-tasting bit death couldn't quite stomach.

That second moment, after the silence, when I yelled at my bro asking if he was okay and he screamed that he couldn't breathe, luck dissipated into guilt. I thought he couldn't breathe because he was in half and didn't know it yet. As it turns out, it was just his seatbelt constricting him. The damage to the rig was so severe, and I was pinned so tightly, that I didn't even release my seatbelt when I slithered out through the seats along the pavement to the tail gate that creaked its opening by a fine man with a crowbar. I also remember his goatee and green hooded sweatshirt.

I'm reaching a point now where Japan's highly-efficient/go anywhere public transportation system is getting old, but man do I get creaped out when I'm behind a wheel. I also think it's about time I grow up and spend the money I have saved on a new rig. But, it sure as hell ain't gonna be anything tall.

While you may consider yourself lucky you didn't leave the parking lot 2 seconds later, I just want to say that many of us have similar experiences that end up denouncing luck.

(Please excuse my taking the opportunity to embelish something that I have been trying to write about for years, yet always end up putting away in an attempt to stop editing. Oh... and the novel in the making is entitled The Rifled Walls of Faith hopefully to one day make it past my obsessive critiques. 5 years to write 80,000 words and it will probably never be good enough. Funny too, the wreck is written within the first of 12 chapters. It's the other 11 that grind away at the finite barriers of language.)
post #11 of 13
Originally Posted by Yuki View Post
I did nothing right here, no skill involved at all. With the guide rail, had he come over a second earlier, there would have been no place to go. The angles (of the curve), and his approach would have left "0" options.

It was all luck.

That was the part that got me later .... really rattled ... just fortune and coincidece .... the point were all of the lines cross and come together.
I'm one of those never give up guys. There is always something you can do. Cut the wheel one way or the other, gun it or brake, etc. It may only affect what part of the car gets it, but it will have an effect.

When you think about it, it really is a miracle we are here at all. We usually take that for granted, but the close calls bring it out.
post #12 of 13
Thread Starter 
This is one I thought through 100 times and those thoughts are tempered by the real notion that if it required thought ..... it wouldn't have mattered since it has to be immediately reactive.

On this curve and at his angle of approach .... and at the time of his initial swerve just yards in front of me .... my reaction was go right as far as I could ... and indeed that worked.

The Caddy had more time to react and swerved left, again the correct move.

The girl did not have time for visual recognition since she was behind a large vehicle.

If our snoozing driver had started his lane deviation just a second ahead of where he did .... putting him deeper into my path .... the only option would have been to go left and take it on the passenger front.
post #13 of 13
I think all cars should have FOG HORNS installed on them. When I honk my horn with the windows down, I can barely hear the puny little thing. I want a damn semi horn on my car. I want to be able to lay on the horn at people like that and have them WAKE THE FOOK UP.

Leaving seconds earlier or later won't make you any safer. If it's gonna happen, it's gonna happen. How do you know the lady behind Yuki wasn't one of those slow, cautious drivers?

It's not luck, karma, or other. Shyte happens.
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