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After persuading me to go out for dinner tonight, my friend's boyfriend offered to take us clubbing. We was going to a club in Rochester which is half hour drive from my house, straight down the A2.
After picking up two of my friends boyfriend's, mates we all bundled into his saxo. We'd just got on to the motorway when we hit traffic, about 20 cars in front of us there was an accdient. We was there for about an hour, playing eye-spy, then suddenly we got moving.
Somehow we got ahead of the rest of the cars, and so had the whole motorway ahead of us. I was sitting looking out my window, cramped between some dude and the left side of the car thinking about dancing and clubbing for the 3rd time this week.
Out of nowhere came another car, in front of us. My friends boyfriend swerved to avoid it but it still hit us. We went spinning from fast lane into the slow lane and hit one of them metal things (right now i can't think for the life of me what they are called) which stop cars going over the sides. Anyways, we went sideways into them and now my shulder is all bruised and my head hurts-ALOT.
We jumped out the car and looked at the mess on the motorway. My coat which was in the boot was about 10 meters away and in the middle lane, and my bag which was on my lap was another 10 meters away. My mate's boyfriend told us that a car was coming in the opposite direction. I'm no expert on cars, but there was at least 3 write-off's, including the Saxo.
I remember everything about the crash, and my mate don't. I'm still trying to work out which is a better way to have it. I've spent the last 3-ish hours running it through in my head and crying.
Me and my friend, and her boyfriend all went to hospital. My mum and dad came to pick me up and got told that the other driver was an 82 year old man, driving the wrong way on the motorway. He died. I also got told I was very lucky to be alive.
Anyways. Sorry to bore you all, just had to get that off my chest no jokes please, not in the mood
After picking up two of my friends boyfriend's, mates we all bundled into his saxo. We'd just got on to the motorway when we hit traffic, about 20 cars in front of us there was an accdient. We was there for about an hour, playing eye-spy, then suddenly we got moving.
Somehow we got ahead of the rest of the cars, and so had the whole motorway ahead of us. I was sitting looking out my window, cramped between some dude and the left side of the car thinking about dancing and clubbing for the 3rd time this week.
Out of nowhere came another car, in front of us. My friends boyfriend swerved to avoid it but it still hit us. We went spinning from fast lane into the slow lane and hit one of them metal things (right now i can't think for the life of me what they are called) which stop cars going over the sides. Anyways, we went sideways into them and now my shulder is all bruised and my head hurts-ALOT.
We jumped out the car and looked at the mess on the motorway. My coat which was in the boot was about 10 meters away and in the middle lane, and my bag which was on my lap was another 10 meters away. My mate's boyfriend told us that a car was coming in the opposite direction. I'm no expert on cars, but there was at least 3 write-off's, including the Saxo.
I remember everything about the crash, and my mate don't. I'm still trying to work out which is a better way to have it. I've spent the last 3-ish hours running it through in my head and crying.
Me and my friend, and her boyfriend all went to hospital. My mum and dad came to pick me up and got told that the other driver was an 82 year old man, driving the wrong way on the motorway. He died. I also got told I was very lucky to be alive.
Anyways. Sorry to bore you all, just had to get that off my chest no jokes please, not in the mood
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Forza wrote:
> He was 82...
>
> It doesn't take a lot of brain power to figure out how things went
> wrong ffs.
His senile old wife gave him the wrong directions, and being senile himself, he followed them?
(Sorry about the joke)
> He was 82...
>
> It doesn't take a lot of brain power to figure out how things went
> wrong ffs.
His senile old wife gave him the wrong directions, and being senile himself, he followed them?
(Sorry about the joke)
...or French or Spanish or Portuguese or Australian or...
Puddin™ wrote:
> I don't drive myself, but my dad has driven on that motorway millions
> of times, and he can't understand it. Said something about barriers
> to stop you or something...I dunna..
He's talking about the barriers in the middle of teh road - the guy couldn't have gotten over onto your side of the road by swerving across the middle of the road, as there are barriers there to stop that happening, so, like BIggles said, he's come down and off ramp and driven on the wrong sdie of teh road.
Maybe the guy was American.
> I don't drive myself, but my dad has driven on that motorway millions
> of times, and he can't understand it. Said something about barriers
> to stop you or something...I dunna..
He's talking about the barriers in the middle of teh road - the guy couldn't have gotten over onto your side of the road by swerving across the middle of the road, as there are barriers there to stop that happening, so, like BIggles said, he's come down and off ramp and driven on the wrong sdie of teh road.
Maybe the guy was American.
He was 82...
It doesn't take a lot of brain power to figure out how things went wrong ffs.
It doesn't take a lot of brain power to figure out how things went wrong ffs.
Old people shouldn't be allowed to drive, for their own sakes.
I don't drive myself, but my dad has driven on that motorway millions of times, and he can't understand it. Said something about barriers to stop you or something...I dunna..
I've heard of that happening on several occasions. Basically just going down an off ramp, which would take you on to the motorway.
Damnit.
I wanted to know how he happened to be driving down a motorway, the wrong direction. Guess i'll never know
Sorry to hear that. Glad you're alright. Shame about the old guy.
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