What is the worst crash you've walked away from?

it was the summer between my freshman nad sophomore year in high school. i was living on the coast in Searsport.
every year there is the Belfast Bay Festival and the carnival in the park on the outskirts of town.

it was incredibly foggy out and my buddy who had only had his license for about 3 weeks (took him a week to get it in florida when visiting his mother) drove us there.

on the way home about 11pm on route 1 in Searsport right at the entrance to Searsport Shores Campground, we hit a parked RV,

a group of carnies thought they were off the road, it was dark and foggy, they had turned their lights off, my buddy may have been going too fast for the conditions, as he was inexperienced. we slammed so incredibly hard into the right rear corner of the RV. this was basically due to driver inexperience, he should ahve veered right instead of left. i was in the front passenger seat, his brother and friend were in the rear seats. we were in his olds delta 88, the battery that was located behind the headlight on the right hand side was RElocated to right next to the firewall. none of us were wearing seat belts, i was thrown into the windshield 45mph with no belt on.my face left quite the impression on the windsheild. i have the scar to prove it.

to this day i still get a little sick to my stomach when i have to drive at night in the fog, and even more so if im not the one driving. it has also led me to be a better driver and always trying to be more alert than the other drivers on the road. another side effect is my inability to sleep while riding in a car. even if im not driving, i cannot fall asleep, if i try to doze off i go into panic mode.

the thing i remember most was the noise, and the smell of gasoline.
I always say , if you get into a crash and walk away, it`s a big wake up call that your not invinceable. Most people learn from this. My 4 kids all got into accidents and 3 totaled their or my car. But thank God all walked away.

 
Five years ago I lowsided my beloved '86 interceptor. It was a decreasing radius turn with a questionable front tire on a 50 degree day.
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and of course I was going waaaay to fast on a 15 year old bike

I went into the apex and I felt the front tire start to let go and I knew it was going to lowside, so I let go of the bike and fell a couple of feet or so onto the pavement as the bike went out from under me (good call). I think I was going 35-40. I had on a helmet and armored leathers, which I credit for saving me from a trip to the hospital.

I watched the bike skitter on the pavement and into the woods. I slid about 20 feet on my arse, waited until I was sure I was stopped and got up and off the road. My buddies who saw me go down stopped and went to retrieve my bike while I was making sure I was still in one piece. I rode the bike home with a slightly bent clipon and a destroyed fairing. I wound up with only a few bruises, my leathers paid for them selves and then some.

The wife told me I was done with motorcycles. I sold it the next week

I still don't agree with her

 
I always say , if you get into a crash and walk away, it`s a big wake up call that your not invinceable. Most people learn from this. My 4 kids all got into accidents and 3 totaled their or my car. But thank God all walked away.
its kinda weird, i was a honor roll student before, after...well, i grew my hair out, started listening heavier metal, started drinking a little, good thing i turned it around a little for my senior year.

i realized that i wasnt having any fun and that there was a ton of **** in high school i wasnt doing, mainly partying
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Wow, a lot of really great reads, it's funny how detailed people will get when they feel strongly about something. Hope all the threads get this much effort and respect. Some of these posts really make you realize how easy it is to get ambushed on the road by an idiot and there are more of them on the road than good drivers.

 
Five years ago I lowsided my beloved '86 interceptor. It was a decreasing radius turn with a questionable front tire on a 50 degree day.
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and of course I was going waaaay to fast on a 15 year old bike
I went into the apex and I felt the front tire start to let go and I knew it was going to lowside, so I let go of the bike and fell a couple of feet or so onto the pavement as the bike went out from under me (good call). I think I was going 35-40. I had on a helmet and armored leathers, which I credit for saving me from a trip to the hospital.

I watched the bike skitter on the pavement and into the woods. I slid about 20 feet on my arse, waited until I was sure I was stopped and got up and off the road. My buddies who saw me go down stopped and went to retrieve my bike while I was making sure I was still in one piece. I rode the bike home with a slightly bent clipon and a destroyed fairing. I wound up with only a few bruises, my leathers paid for them selves and then some.

The wife told me I was done with motorcycles. I sold it the next week

I still don't agree with her
Years ago, (I was a teen) I was riding a big ol kawasaki and the front end started wiggling around, as bizarre luck would have it (I was at 110mph) a noel had the front wheel off the ground, and it came down in slow motion.... I have never driven since. The adrenaline of that balance acheived on purpose is quite a rush, but not worth it for me.

My worst accident was after a ford 350 bent all by itself. By the time the diesel truck came to a stop, the entire front end was bent up higher than the roof line, the fron axle made its way into the cab, and I somehow got pinched up and under the dash and was looking at the gear shifter when I woke. The scary part was looking down at my knee in my face, and no concept of the other half of my leg (I even thought it was gone at first)., I felt my left chest puff back out with a thud, my left arm come back out of sleeping and I wiggled my way with plastic breaking noises out of the entanglement... the cab bent all four doors, and i heard someone prying open my side door. I stood up, to one leg shorter than the other, my left foot was pulverized. It was 10 degrees and I was in a t-shirt, I continued to walk towards the light of a vehicle that stopped, no pain, until the heat set in.

the result was a 17 hour operation, a bone graf from my hip, and a need for a lwayer to sue ford to this day. The truck could not handle its own engine...by oem build. Horrible. The frame was a pretzel seemingly all by itself.

 
When I was in college at Syracuse in 1989, I was driving a Mazda 323 in a snowstorm at about 40 mph. For some unknown reason
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, I decided to see what would happen if I pulled the e-brake. The car did a 180 and skidded backwards off the road into a telephone pole. The pole cracked and the car bent around the pole. The driver's seat ripped out of the floor and I ended up in the back seat. The crash could have easily ended my life. College stupidity at its best.

 
My worst accident was after a ford 350 bent all by itself.

. the cab bent all four doors The truck could not handle its own engine...by oem build. Horrible. The frame was a pretzel seemingly all by itself.
had a bad experience similar in a big ford pickemup, only I was the guy prying at the door to get driver out. he was semi conscious and had a rifle across his lap (both hm and the rifle down in the footwells like you said) and I yelled is that loaded?! he sez yes! well can you hand it out to me first, so he did and there I was in the middle of route 1 at a crash site, jacking shells out of a lever action winchester like john wayne. meanwhile the cops and ambulance arrived, they helped get the poor guy out.

life is weird sometimes.

moral of the story is, "dont hit stuff with big trucks"

 
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