Sh*t Your Pants Behind The Wheel?

[Senor_Taylor]

Wait a minute, how I could forget my wreck in my old truck?

So, I heading down a little country highway deal to my buddy's house. Beautiful day, probably 11 AM. I'm approaching a left hand turn that I can look across and the see the other side. I see a red Blazer entering it heading my way. No big deal. He's going really fast, and he comes through it and crosses over into my lane. Okay, I slow down. "He'll correct it" I think. On the brakes I go. Red Blazer continues into my lane and now all 4 tires are in my lane. We're probably 200-300 feet apart, heading straight towards each other, both going 50+ mph. I realize there's no good ending for this one, so I get real hard on the brakes and dive off the road to the right. We came so close to hitting that he probably missed my mirror by 6 inches or less. I hit the grass and the ditch and correct back left. I think I'm in the clear. Then I hit the fence. The worst noise I've ever heard. I'll never forget it. I clip a fence with the very right side of my front end and come to a rest in a flower bed. I think, man, this sucks, I bet my paint is ruined.

Then I look over into my passenger side. A board from the fence has pierced the front quart panel, both sides of the fender well, my firewall, then finally my passenger seat. I cried.



This is the turn