Raziaar
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Scariest ****ing moment of my entire life.
We went down to Mannsfield Texas today to go to one of my cousin's graduation ceremonies. We then went to IHOP and ate, and parted ways.
I'm a passenger in the back seat, and we're going north on I-35 back home. We're in the leftmost lane and I'm seeing a lot of headlights going by of course, on the opposite side of the median. One pair of headlights strikes me as odd, but I don't notice until my dad swerves away to the right at the last second. We just avoided a head on collision. There was somebody on our side of the road driving against traffic going at least 40 from what I estimated as he zoomed past, while we were going 65.
My dad literally turned the vehicle to the side enough for us to clear the car while we were within 5 feet of hitting it.
We survived it, but I can't help but think of the poor people who may not be so lucky with that maniac or drunk on the road.
My heart is still racing, and I'm still freaked the hell out. I'm barely confident that I did actually survive and I'm not really dead.
We went down to Mannsfield Texas today to go to one of my cousin's graduation ceremonies. We then went to IHOP and ate, and parted ways.
I'm a passenger in the back seat, and we're going north on I-35 back home. We're in the leftmost lane and I'm seeing a lot of headlights going by of course, on the opposite side of the median. One pair of headlights strikes me as odd, but I don't notice until my dad swerves away to the right at the last second. We just avoided a head on collision. There was somebody on our side of the road driving against traffic going at least 40 from what I estimated as he zoomed past, while we were going 65.
My dad literally turned the vehicle to the side enough for us to clear the car while we were within 5 feet of hitting it.
We survived it, but I can't help but think of the poor people who may not be so lucky with that maniac or drunk on the road.
My heart is still racing, and I'm still freaked the hell out. I'm barely confident that I did actually survive and I'm not really dead.