If I'm back then something's gone horribly wrong...

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She was turning right out of a T junction. She did not look, assumed that like the two cars in front I was going to turn left rather than go straight on. The two cars turned and I was about to accelerate when she booted it and then looked and jammed on the brakes in terror. According to the policemans tape I was approx 5.5m away when she moved. She hadn't noticed the oncoming traffic either so I was left with choosing to maybe flip my car trying to get up a bank in front of her into the field which I dismissed because of the oncoming traffic. I thought about just carrying on through her but that would have killed her, no great loss but I'm not that soulless by nature. so I decided to aim for the gap behind her she had made by moving forwards. Everything was slow motion and I must have moved the wheel too fast because I could feel the fronts lose grip. Instead of the normal scrsh noise of understeer it was a weird, slowed down tunk tunk noise as the tread deformed and pinged back again. Adrenaline is epic stuff. I was now committed to the manoeuvre and was about three metres from her car. According to the tyre marks from my turning the wheel I had begun the manoeuvre at 4.2m from impact. The car was understeering I was braking so began to modulate the brakes, the abs was not doing great. I felt the front bite and the nose began to turn. I watched my A pillar slowly creep across her car from the wing and along the door. It blotted out her screaming face just before impact. At that point I was reasonably certain that she would live. Her door was pushed in about a foot as my nose travelled along the car. It hit her B post and ripped that off the floor, the roof crumpled like wet cardboard, her window went white and exploded out like a slow motion firework and I watched her head bounce off the remains of the b post. the B post finally stopped moving and her car was flung into a field a few feet. I came to a stop still on the road. No airbag deployment. and we were fine. Her car absorbed the energy of the impact, the floor was torn across the rear footwells and pulled up like a sardine can lid. To me the impact felt similar to jumping onto a bed. I checked me, I checked the wife and she was fine so I got out and introduced myself to the young lady. I called her "dear". asked her name told her to stay still etc. all the things you should do. She told me her name but said that I might be wanting to call her lots of others. (admission of guilt).

Ambulance plod and fire much drama, much shaking, first time for me, I've walked out of gravel traps rolling a fag whilst behind me the shattered remains of a motorcycle lie in a crumpled mess like discarded washing. No problems then but now I couldn't keep still enough to roll one, very weird.

Once I knew that I didn't have to do anything and finished chatting to plod my wife and I were taken to hospital, neck and back are achey as hell this morning. I cried like a girl in the ambulance. That silly girl has no idea how close she came to death. I, unfortunately, am very aware.


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