Freak Accidents

This past Thursday was an interesting one.

So it's Thursday, and the bus is scheduled to leave at 1:45, Myrtle Beach bound! Our day began at 8 am. Madison was taking Morgan's Prius to the Toyota dealership in Augusta to get it serviced in return for letting us borrow it for a road trip the previous few days. He got there and realized that he had left his wallet at home, so he turned around to go get it. While stopped at a red light, he felt a sudden WHAM! He looked back, saw the lady in the car behind open her door and step one foot out. He then continued to step out of the car and follow the "accident routine"... you know... get out, make sure everyone's alright, trade insurance info, ect... As soon as he gets out of the car, this lady slams her door shut and speeds around him leaving him in the dust. HOW LOW. Here he is, wallet-less. So he couldn't file a report.

He drove on to Wal-Mart in Evans, Ga where we weekly buy groceries for the bus. He then called me and explained everything and asked if I would mind bringing him his wallet. Of course, I didn't mind at all. I needed a few things from Wal-Mart myself, so this kind of gave me the motivation to just go get them. I threw on some clothes, headed out the door, and met him in the store 40 minutes later. We got what we needed, loaded up the cars, and headed home.

Just 5 minutes later, I was driving and went through the green light at Greenbrier going full speed. In a split second, I notice a bulldozer pulling into the road, right in front of me! The interesting part of this is that the red light stopped all the traffic that was behind me... so this guy driving the bulldozer just decided he couldn't wait for one more car to pass, I suppose. Truth be told, he wasn't paying attention! I immediately swerved without even checking to see if anything was coming in the other lane. Lucky for me, there wasn't. The only thought that was going through my mind was that this bulldozer's load was the level of my windshield and if this were Final Destination, I would soon be decapitated. There remains a small mark on my car, and a large skid mark on the highway, but as for me... NOW I'm okay. Madison had been just a few cars behind me... caught at the red light... and saw the whole thing. I pulled over, so did he, he checked on me and waited for me to cool off. It took a minute, I mean, I had started crying and was shaking and nearly dry heaving... although I can recall only doing that one other time in my life.

But tell me how freakish that is? Within 2 hours, Madison and I had both been in a car related accident. Another fact you may enjoy... while driving to Wal-Mart, 5 minutes away, Sheri called me to check on Madison. I had just told her that he seemed extremely calm and that if it had been me, I'd be freaking out.

We posted a brief synopsis on twitter about the accidents and over the weekend, a friend of ours came up to me and asked if I was alright. He said that he had been on twitter catching up and happened to read ours out loud. His co-worker asked if everyone was alright and he responded, "I don't know! They only had 140 characters to tell about it!"

Logan Smith's brother was sharing with me a freakish story of his own concerning car accidents. He said that for the past 3 years, every single year on his birthday, they've been hit in the rear.

How freakish?