with my office window open, and I hear what sounds like a car accident about a 1/4 mile from my house. Tires screeching and several loud crashes. It's been raining (just quit actually)and the roads are pretty slick out here in the country. There's a pretty sharp turn right up the road and it claims quite a few unsuspecting drivers.
Anyway, I hear the crash. Mind you I'm in my jammies, I mean hell it was 2am, but I grab my pocket knife and a flashlight and throw on my shoes, run into the bedroom tell Amy where I'm going and take off running. While running up the street which is pitch black, I hear screaming, "help us, help us our car is in the creek!" I turn on the flashlight and pick up the pace, adrenaline is a wonderful thing. Can we get that in a snus?
As I approach the "scene" I see a woman limping up the road, she's screaming. Her injuries didn't seem too awfully bad, so I helped her onto a neighbors lawn, out of the road as I don't want to get killed by an oncoming car either. I ask what happened, and she's yelling that her boyfriend is still in the car, so I take off.
I get to where the car ran off the road and into the creek, it's upside down and I hear him moaning. This creek is wide as hell, but not very deep...or warm this time of year. I jump from the bank which is about a 10ft drop to the creek bed, not the smartest thing to do, but I did it. The car was upside down and almost laying on the drivers side door. Water was rocking the car, a Nissan Maxima, so violently that it was difficult to move around the car. I got to the back window and took my trusty Mag Lite and busted the rear window out and crawled into the vehicle.
Instantly I saw why he couldn't get out of the car. Both of this poor kids wrists were broken, which I assume was from him gripping the steering wheel during the crash, who knows. He was in shock and kept asking my name. I told him and asked his, "Timothy Whitt", he says. "You're gonna be okay Tim, I'm gonna help you get out of this creek, okay?"
So I cut the seatbelt with my pocket knife, and I ask him if he can move at all. He says "yeah, I think so, but my hands hurt really badly" I told him that I thought they were broken and not to move them, and then asked him if his neck, back or legs hurt at all, he said no and actually pushed himself up in between the driver's seat and passenger's seat. So I grabbed his sweatshirt and helped pull backwards between the seats and towards the back window.
We're standing in the creek, and he hugs me..lol
He asked where Miranda was, and I told him she's up there, pointing up the creek, "she's okay Tim". He could stand, but not climb the creek bank, it's pretty steep. So, I fireman carried him up the side, which was not freakin easy, this kid was pretty big, lol. We get to the house where I had left Miranda, and she's not there.
Just then my neighbor comes running out of his house to tell us that she's inside and the ambulance and police are on the way. Tim just lays down in the wet lawn and starts telling me how some dude ran them off the road, and drove off. What a dick, I hope the police catch that asshole.
I tell the police what happened, the couple go to the hospital, and I go home. Not in the least ready to go to bed now. Oh, and my General Ekstra Sterk quit workin about the time I jumped into the creek. Amy just went back to bed a few minutes ago, she's got to be up in 3.5hrs to take the kids to school, guess I'll be sleeping in tomorrow. Already called and left the message saying so.
So, that's how the last hour or so has been for me...thought I'd share. The rest of you are probably nestled safely in your beds. Glad everyone is safe.
Anyway, I hear the crash. Mind you I'm in my jammies, I mean hell it was 2am, but I grab my pocket knife and a flashlight and throw on my shoes, run into the bedroom tell Amy where I'm going and take off running. While running up the street which is pitch black, I hear screaming, "help us, help us our car is in the creek!" I turn on the flashlight and pick up the pace, adrenaline is a wonderful thing. Can we get that in a snus?
As I approach the "scene" I see a woman limping up the road, she's screaming. Her injuries didn't seem too awfully bad, so I helped her onto a neighbors lawn, out of the road as I don't want to get killed by an oncoming car either. I ask what happened, and she's yelling that her boyfriend is still in the car, so I take off.
I get to where the car ran off the road and into the creek, it's upside down and I hear him moaning. This creek is wide as hell, but not very deep...or warm this time of year. I jump from the bank which is about a 10ft drop to the creek bed, not the smartest thing to do, but I did it. The car was upside down and almost laying on the drivers side door. Water was rocking the car, a Nissan Maxima, so violently that it was difficult to move around the car. I got to the back window and took my trusty Mag Lite and busted the rear window out and crawled into the vehicle.
Instantly I saw why he couldn't get out of the car. Both of this poor kids wrists were broken, which I assume was from him gripping the steering wheel during the crash, who knows. He was in shock and kept asking my name. I told him and asked his, "Timothy Whitt", he says. "You're gonna be okay Tim, I'm gonna help you get out of this creek, okay?"
So I cut the seatbelt with my pocket knife, and I ask him if he can move at all. He says "yeah, I think so, but my hands hurt really badly" I told him that I thought they were broken and not to move them, and then asked him if his neck, back or legs hurt at all, he said no and actually pushed himself up in between the driver's seat and passenger's seat. So I grabbed his sweatshirt and helped pull backwards between the seats and towards the back window.
We're standing in the creek, and he hugs me..lol
He asked where Miranda was, and I told him she's up there, pointing up the creek, "she's okay Tim". He could stand, but not climb the creek bank, it's pretty steep. So, I fireman carried him up the side, which was not freakin easy, this kid was pretty big, lol. We get to the house where I had left Miranda, and she's not there.
Just then my neighbor comes running out of his house to tell us that she's inside and the ambulance and police are on the way. Tim just lays down in the wet lawn and starts telling me how some dude ran them off the road, and drove off. What a dick, I hope the police catch that asshole.
I tell the police what happened, the couple go to the hospital, and I go home. Not in the least ready to go to bed now. Oh, and my General Ekstra Sterk quit workin about the time I jumped into the creek. Amy just went back to bed a few minutes ago, she's got to be up in 3.5hrs to take the kids to school, guess I'll be sleeping in tomorrow. Already called and left the message saying so.
So, that's how the last hour or so has been for me...thought I'd share. The rest of you are probably nestled safely in your beds. Glad everyone is safe.
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