ha ha....not having any real memory of the event for about 3-4 weeks, I started asking questions about what happened and I was able to piece together a motion of images that I still see pretty clearly. Her parents, oddly enough, took care of me for a couple of weeks...they would take me on the daily trips to the hospital, etc, for a while, until I started asking questions of her and WTF just happened to me! It was pretty damn hilarious when I showerd up at the rental car place with my entire head in a bandage...got a few strange looks that day!

I confronted her and she was stumbled over a few words...I was extremely angry and almost unleashed ALL ~142 pounds of Texas fury on her. But I haven't seen her since...last I heard, several years ago, she married a rastafarian (not that there's anything wrong with that) and moved to Sedona or somewhere in NM. Any apologies?! Ha, she never really admitted to my face that she did it. But it did get back to me through friends that she admitted doing it, but that I somehow provoked her.

Crazy bitch...

 

Now that was a story.

 

Oh, I forgot to mention that I was picking glass cubes out of my scalp for quite some time after this.

What's strange is that your body rejects them as it heals. The whole experience gave me a really immense fascination for how the human body heals. It's completely amazing...

 

Damn Greg... What a story and what a *ucking crazy bitch.

My rollover event occured back in 1995. I was a junior in college driving a BMW 325ic convertible, home for the summer. I was coming home with my then summer girlfriend when a drunk driver in a small pickup ran a red light, coming off the expressway. He basically T-boned us on the passenger side. Last thing I recall was seeing this guy slamming into my car, my girlfriend yelling, all in a surreal slow motion effect. Next memory I have was waking up in the hospital the next morning with a massive headache, dizzy as hell and disorientated.

From witness accounts, the pickup T-boned my bimmer in the front passenger side door, sending it into a spin. We jumped the median into oncoming traffic when another car hit us, making the car roll over 2.5 times. We ended up on the drivers side against a fence.

What was left of the car (not much) was totalled. I suffered a concussion and some bruises and cuts. My girlfriend was hurt very badly; dislocated shoulder, dislocated hip, shattered knee and a piece of metal that went through her right calf. Her parents blamed me, I went back to school in the fall, and never talked to her again until recently when I ran into her at a local car wash of all places. She has a nice size scar on her right leg from the accident.

 

[QUOTE]Originally posted by gregstevens
[B]ha ha....not having any real memory of the event for about 3-4 weeks, I started asking questions about what happened and I was able to piece together a motion of images that I still see pretty clearly.

 

Way back when, I had a Honda Odyssey and I enjoyed
off-roading on the hills near my parents home. One day
the laws of gravity and kinetic energy ganged up on me.
I rolled the thing about five times on the way to the bottom of
the steepest hill. That wasn't too bad.

The bad part was the swamp
at the bottom of the hill...

 

[QUOTE]Originally posted by Roceye
[B]Way back when, I had a Honda Odyssey and I enjoyed
off-roading on the hills near my parents home. One day
the laws of gravity and kinetic energy ganged up on me.
I rolled the thing about five times on the way to the bottom of
the steepest hill. That wasn't too bad.

 

by the way, that was 1979 model Odyssey.

 

My story:

I've never actually rolled a car, but I remember me and my buds were on the way home from the movies, and Adam (my friend) was driving. This was at about 12:30 am, as we had caught the late show of Starship Troopers (I think that was the movie). Anyways, we come to a sign controlled intersection, Adam stops the car. What follows happened in 2 seconds flat.

An old model integra comes ripping along, obviously modified by the exhaust sound, and swerving lanes, most likely a guy showing off his mods to his girl. Idiot in Viper blows a stop sign and turns hard onto the road, JUST as the integra switches to the wrong side of the road. Integra whaps into Viper, rides up the hood with the driver side wheels, does a complete barrel roll in the air and lands hard on two passenger side wheels. Momentum tips the drivers side up and over and the integra skids along in a shower of sparks for about 200 feet. While this is happening, the Viper does a couple of spins and then CRUNCH the front end whacks a parked Celica, basically turning the viper into a write off.

After it was over, Adam just sat there for a few moments and then in the most incredulous voice just said "WTF just happened?"

All drivers survived, although the viper was wearing a nice rip down it's drivers side. He also said that the back wheels of the integra missed his head by a little over a foot, and he had the gravel shot off the spinning tires imbedded into his forehead to prove it.

All in all, one *ucking spectacular crash

 

OMG!!! Bet you're stopping to LOOK every time you stop at an intersection now huh?

I have sort of a story, but it's not really about a rollover. Sorry about diverting the topic but I'd like to say it:

You must understand, I always make sort of a game out of figuring out which of several lanes will best get me to my destination the fastest. This doesn't mean speeding, but it means getting into a lane where I can break free of traffic ASAP once the light changes to green. This means when I see an empty lane, I take it knowing that I can accelerate ahead of the rest of the cars. Again, this does not mean speeding, this means that everyone else is so slow that my acceleration can simply be sub-VTEC and I'll still be way ahead of them. It makes me a happy man to have no cars crowding me on the road so I can travel in peace.

So, with that in mind, I once was heading home from work, and had to make a left turn. There's two left-turn lanes at the red light -- one lane had 6 cars in it, so I pulled into the one that had only 1 car in it since it meant I would be able to get to the freeway onramp sooner. I'm sitting there, waiting for the light to turn green. Finally it does, and just as the car in front of me is starting to roll, a huge bus just whooshes through the intersection right in front of the car in front of me. I was like geeze! And then I went on my merry way. 30 seconds later I realized that had I been at the front of the line at the intersection like I usually try to be, I probably would have accelerated right into the bus's path.

So frickin LOOK before you take off at an intersection!

[QUOTE]Originally posted by LordVagabond
[B]My story:

I've never actually rolled a car, but I remember me and my buds were on the way home from the movies, and Adam (my friend) was driving. This was at about 12:30 am, as we had caught the late show of Starship Troopers (I think that was the movie). Anyways, we come to a sign controlled intersection, Adam stops the car. What follows happened in 2 seconds flat.

An old model integra comes ripping along, obviously modified by the exhaust sound, and swerving lanes, most likely a guy showing off his mods to his girl. Idiot in Viper blows a stop sign and turns hard onto the road, JUST as the integra switches to the wrong side of the road. Integra whaps into Viper, rides up the hood with the driver side wheels, does a complete barrel roll in the air and lands hard on two passenger side wheels. Momentum tips the drivers side up and over and the integra skids along in a shower of sparks for about 200 feet. While this is happening, the Viper does a couple of spins and then CRUNCH the front end whacks a parked Celica, basically turning the viper into a write off.

After it was over, Adam just sat there for a few moments and then in the most incredulous voice just said "WTF just happened?"

All drivers survived, although the viper was wearing a nice rip down it's drivers side. He also said that the back wheels of the integra missed his head by a little over a foot, and he had the gravel shot off the spinning tires imbedded into his forehead to prove it.