The Crash

Three Days ago, while leaving my girlfriends house I was witness to one of the most incredible scenes I have ever seen.

As I pulled up to the stop sign and made a full stop, I looked right to see a gray car starting to turn left. What came as a shock was then when I turned left I saw a black compact car heading straight. Just as I did see this, I also heard the thunderous sound that was a mix of squealing brakes and honking horn.

Within Seconds the cars had collided in a roar of metal crashing together. The front passenger side corner of the gray turning car had hit the other car dead on center and smashed the front of it all the way back to the windshield.

Once the cars had stopped, after a moment of shock, I threw my car into park and ran to the scene which was only about seven feet from my own car. Out of the Black car came a young man who looked like someone from a Punk Rock band with jet black spiked hair and tattoos. In the grey car, which I then rushed to was an old woman who was still sitting in the seat still.

When I got to her car door I pulled on the handle to find it locked. She then looked over at me with confused eyes and pressed the button to unlock the door. I swung it open immediately.

The first words that were uttered out of her mouth as she looked at me dazed were, “What happened?”

I knew then she had not seen the car going straight and started turning without knowing the impact would occur.

I told her she was in a car accident and asked if she was alright which she responded to by saying “I hope I am. I am just coming home from a Physical.”

I had to smile at that. The irony was too much. She seemed fine and I helped her get her purse and get out of the car. She had scraped her knee on the dash but was otherwise fine, as it appeared at the time.

As I helped her out two other men were parking at the scene to help. One, a younger man of about college age, and the other was a man in his mid life. At once they both got on their cell phones and were calling Nine-One-One. I remained talking to the woman who kept asking me if it were her fault but I declined to answer saying that I didn’t know and that help was on the way.

With in what seemed like seconds the Police arrived and the ambulance was right behind them. I watched as the police were checking out the scene, completely ignoring me and the others though we were right there. And the EMT’s were checking out the old women who by that time I had found out was a widow who lived by my girlfriend and never had been in a car accident.

After checking out the scene, the officers came over and finally asked how I was involved. I briefly explained everything from seeing less than ten feet from my car to being first at the scene and helping out the woman. They took down my name and said I was free to go but I felt it was not right to leave yet so I help the woman get a few things from her car and offered the other guy a ride but he informed me his mother was coming so finally I left the scene.

As I looked back in my rear view mirror I saw the carnage that was two mangled cars and thanked god that no one was injured in what seem to be a very serious crash. I thought it to be, as I still think it to be a miracle.