Smashed (Hit and Re-Run)
Jul. 22nd, 2007 10:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jheti
Yes, another one.
At the intersection. Happened so fast, so close, that I thought we were hit, and kept thinking it, stupidly, even as I watched the victims reel to one side and grind to a stop in slow motion.
Fortunately, the son of a bitch that sideswiped them did so in the process of fleeing law enforcement, so some of them tore off after him while the others reported directly to the scene.
I didn't see much. They lived. They had to be cut from the car. Crushed leg, concussions, snapped collarbone.
There are knuckle imprints where I punched the window to get the fucking louse illiterate retards who swarmed my car and I couldn't breathe to scream, so I sat on the horn and battered the windows instead until they stepped the fuck back.
STEP, BITCH. GTFO. MY. FUCKING. CAR.
My stomach is on fire, but it's been like that for no particular reason I can divine since about three this afternoon anyway. *Shrug.*
I will now attempt to find my antacids and cuddle up to the vodka. Or just cuddle up to the vodka.
At the intersection. Happened so fast, so close, that I thought we were hit, and kept thinking it, stupidly, even as I watched the victims reel to one side and grind to a stop in slow motion.
Fortunately, the son of a bitch that sideswiped them did so in the process of fleeing law enforcement, so some of them tore off after him while the others reported directly to the scene.
I didn't see much. They lived. They had to be cut from the car. Crushed leg, concussions, snapped collarbone.
There are knuckle imprints where I punched the window to get the fucking louse illiterate retards who swarmed my car and I couldn't breathe to scream, so I sat on the horn and battered the windows instead until they stepped the fuck back.
STEP, BITCH. GTFO. MY. FUCKING. CAR.
My stomach is on fire, but it's been like that for no particular reason I can divine since about three this afternoon anyway. *Shrug.*
I will now attempt to find my antacids and cuddle up to the vodka. Or just cuddle up to the vodka.
