Lee47
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So anyway, my friends and I got together one last time for the year last night (Saturday) and a good time was had by all, until about 1 AM when we all were getting in our cars to go home. My friend, who shall remain my friend, was in his huge 6-wheel pickup, parked up ahead of me at the 11:00 position, about 5 yards distant. He and his wife were already in the truck. His lights had been on for a few minutes, as he had the truck warming up. I was getting into my car, 1 foot in the door, left foot still on the ground. I was moving slowly/carefully because the ground was a little icy and treacherous. Picturing this OK? (What I didn't realize, and what I want to spell out now for the sake of laying no blame to anyone involved, is that I unwittingly was parked in the one spot his offside mirror could not see.....insert ominous foreshadowing music)
The next thing I saw was the backup lights of my friend's truck. "Ohshit ohshit ohshit FUCKME" was all I remember saying (yelling, really) or thinking, other than thinking that I was going to kiss my car goodbye. But it was almost worse than that. By a mllion to one chance of lining up, his truck missed my front end, but instead the bumper scraped down my left front fender and slammed my door for me (ON me). The taillight was at the perfect height to blow the mirror most of the way off the door. If my buddy hadn't hit the brakes in time, he would have crushed me in my door, doing a greater or lesser amount of bodily harm as opposed to just giving me a minor adrenaline surge which I walked off while we inspected the damage to both vehicles (my mirror took out his taillight too).
To my friend's credit, he is going to pick up my deductible for getting the car fixed. The important bit is, I'm alive and typing this. Quantum physics tells us that there is another universe where a sheriff's deputy knocked on our door and brought my wife horrible news in the dark hours; but I am currently experiencing this quantum reality. Good thing too.
Merry Christmas (belatedly), equivalent seasonal greetings, and Happy New Year.
The next thing I saw was the backup lights of my friend's truck. "Ohshit ohshit ohshit FUCKME" was all I remember saying (yelling, really) or thinking, other than thinking that I was going to kiss my car goodbye. But it was almost worse than that. By a mllion to one chance of lining up, his truck missed my front end, but instead the bumper scraped down my left front fender and slammed my door for me (ON me). The taillight was at the perfect height to blow the mirror most of the way off the door. If my buddy hadn't hit the brakes in time, he would have crushed me in my door, doing a greater or lesser amount of bodily harm as opposed to just giving me a minor adrenaline surge which I walked off while we inspected the damage to both vehicles (my mirror took out his taillight too).
To my friend's credit, he is going to pick up my deductible for getting the car fixed. The important bit is, I'm alive and typing this. Quantum physics tells us that there is another universe where a sheriff's deputy knocked on our door and brought my wife horrible news in the dark hours; but I am currently experiencing this quantum reality. Good thing too.
Merry Christmas (belatedly), equivalent seasonal greetings, and Happy New Year.