Drunk Driver Almost Killed Me
Written by VinceM
It was nine o’clock at night and I just went to CVS to pick up some cold medicine. I was at a four way intersection only ¼ miles away from my house sitting on a red light.
That particular night it was drizzling and it was fairly dark out because there was no moon. I was looking in the rear view mirror because I noticed a pair of headlights speeding towards me. It was one of those moments where you think to yourself “hmm is this guy going to stop or what?”. Well the light kept speeding towards me and my heart began beating faster. Moments before the impact I floored my mom’s 1993 Mazda 626 EX V6, because of the drizzle the tires spun while the car accelerated slower than usual. The speeding headlights collided into me with brute force and smashed into the back bumper of the Mazda. The entire trunk was crunched like an accordion and I was flung into the steering wheel.
I wasn’t wearing a seatbelt that day and the impact forced me to lunge forward very quickly.
Let me get back to the accident. After the impact my car moved forward about 75 to 100 feet from the point of impact. Then as if that wasn’t shocking enough, I saw those headlights start to pull away. I couldn’t believe this guy was going to run and I would have to come home and tell my parents that I got into an accident but the guy got away. Normally I’m sure this wouldn’t be much of a problem but I knew my parents would go bizerk so I decided to chase the guy.
Looking in the rear view mirror I was worried that my gas tank could be ruptured; nevertheless, I put the car in reverse and chased the guy down the road as I beeped and flashed my high beams at him. He took a right onto another street and then finally pulled over. I walked up behind the car remembered his license plate then told him to wait there. I went to the house we were in front of and asked that they call the cops.
When I got home my dad chased me around the basement because even though the cops spoke to my parents, they still believed that I caused the accident and it was my fault. Just imagine a drunk driver crashed into me and my dad still wanted to kick my ass.
After that, I had physical therapy for 6 months and back problems for a few years afterwards. 
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