WEGO: Third person post. Write about a memory you have but describe it using the third person.

I’m going to write about a serious car situation I got into Junior year of high school.  Quite possibly the scariest thing of my life.

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The rain fell.  Pouring and flooding the streets of Southern Virginia.  Though it was a typical Spring day and not unusual because rain fell most days of the week.  Though this storm was a bit worse than others.  Many puddles already lined the roads of the highway, just waiting to flood the entire road.

The doctor’s office was awaiting my arrival.  Just a standard dermatology appointment to make sure one of my many moles was not cancerous.  (Better safe than sorry).  Leaving before fourth period was the greatest.  A note written for dismissal and missing lunch, meant stopping at chick Fila on the way over.

Running to Lorraine (my car) in the pouring rain wasn’t particularly fun, my clothes drenched and my papers wet.  No matter, blasting the heat would take care of that.  Along with blasting the heat was blasting whatever rap music was currently on the radio.  In the era of 2007 and preNikki Minaj-some sort of Rihanna was probably playing.

Stopping at the drive through at Chickfil A and then heading to my appointment was my only agenda.  Although neither would be accomplished.

My car entered the highway acceleration ramp in the pouring rain.  A low to the ground, two door Pontiac firebird which loses traction quite easily and is easily capable of sliding and hydroplaning in pour conditions.

It only took a puddle with a foot diameter to clip my back wheel causing my tires to lock and my car to begin spinning.  All at 60 miles an hour.

It was only 10 seconds but it felt to be hours or days. It was a rollarcoaster or one of those high speed spin rides at an amusement park.  Only this was real life and there was no safety harness to keep the car from hitting anything or anyone. 

As my car hydroplaned across both lanes of traffic and into oncoming traffic, spinning four complete times across the highway, I managed to avoid every car on both sides of traffic. 

Plus the guard rails.

Plus the huge noise reduction walls on 264. 

My car stopped within a few feet of a shiny silver mustang and a white Toyota on the other side.  Sitting there in a daze it was even hard to comprehend what had just happened.

A miracle clearly.  No accidents.  No scrapes.  No dents, bruises…nothing.

Infact, the only thing wrong was my car wasn’t starting (later to be found, when it locked the battery died so it just needed a new battery).

The tow truck came and went and life went on and the only damage was in my mind.  It took me a solid few weeks to drive again.

Question for  you:  Have you ever been in a car accident?