those car chases you see the local news channel break into. There were no cop cars around or any police helicopters. This guy had free reign of the roadway.
“What a fool,” Diana declared from behind me. “That asshole is going to get somebody killed.”
“I know,” I said inhaling deeply. “Where’s a state trooper when you need one?”
“Probably at a damn donut shop,” she chuckled.
“Now, that’s a real possibility –” I began but never completed my sentence.
Three car lengths ahead of us cars began to diverge in different directions. The sound of cars colliding and metal and fiberglass impacting, along with the sound of glass shattering into a thousand little pieces, gripped me. Diana grabbed my arm and let out a horrific scream that sent chills throughout my body. Then like a scene out of a Hollywood movie, a huge cloud of dirt suddenly appeared on the shoulder of the road where someone’s errant car began to flip over and over again on its side. Vehicles directly ahead of me slowed down. Eighteen wheelers slammed on their brakes. The screeching sound of hot brakes all around us was chilling and unnerving.
Right away I instructed Diana to call 911 as I slowed down and pulled over to the shoulder of the road and leaped out of the Navigator to see if I could assist. Running to the back of my SUV, I frantically opened the rear door and grabbed my fire extinguisher, then joined a number of drivers bolting over to where the damaged car rested on its side. Not the least surprised, it was the black Pontiac Firebird that had been speeding and driving recklessly.
A fire suddenly broke out at the rear bottom of the car as I made my approach. Black smoke billowed skyward. While others struggled to free the driver and a passenger, I activated my extinguisher and aimed it at the fire in hopes of putting it out or at least containing it long enough for the occupants inside to be pulled to safety. Thankfully a trucker came charging towards the car with a fire extinguisher in hand as well. Together we were able to douse the fire before it could reach the gas tank and blow. But we were taking no chances. We both backed away once the occupants had been freed.
Within ten minutes state troopers and EMS personnel and fire trucks converged on the scene. Broken glass was everywhere. The smell of gasoline fuel was prominent and sickening. Going over to the area where the car’s occupants were being treated, I caught a glimpse of the two and both looked to be in bad shape. Whether or not they’d survive this senseless tragedy, I had no way of knowing. That was for a higher being to decide.
After the professionals had taken full charge, I turned and headed back towards the Navigator. Diana sat waiting for me in the front seat this time. I walked to the back of the SUV and placed the fire extinguisher on the floor. Walking back up to the front, I opened the door and climbed in beside her.
“Are you alright?” she asked with caring eyes.
“I’m fine,” I replied.
“Do you think the people that were inside of the care are going to be all right?” she asked before I could strap on my seat belt, her voice anxious.
“I don’t know Diana,” I said, exhaling. “They got banged up pretty bad.”
“Could you see how many people were injured?”
“I only saw two, the two that were pulled from the car,” I answered, still in a state of disbelief myself. “But it’s possible there may have been others who got banged up a little in other cars that got rammed by the Pontiac.”
“Any children involved?”
“Naah, I didn’t see any children, thank God. Just a young couple.”
“Are you sure you’re all right?” she asked, touching my arm with her hand and gazing up at me.
“Yeah, I’m all right,” I assured her. “What about you?”
“I’m nervous as hell,” she answered. “That collision shook me up pretty badly. When I called 911 I was talking so fast they couldn’t understand what the hell I
“What a fool,” Diana declared from behind me. “That asshole is going to get somebody killed.”
“I know,” I said inhaling deeply. “Where’s a state trooper when you need one?”
“Probably at a damn donut shop,” she chuckled.
“Now, that’s a real possibility –” I began but never completed my sentence.
Three car lengths ahead of us cars began to diverge in different directions. The sound of cars colliding and metal and fiberglass impacting, along with the sound of glass shattering into a thousand little pieces, gripped me. Diana grabbed my arm and let out a horrific scream that sent chills throughout my body. Then like a scene out of a Hollywood movie, a huge cloud of dirt suddenly appeared on the shoulder of the road where someone’s errant car began to flip over and over again on its side. Vehicles directly ahead of me slowed down. Eighteen wheelers slammed on their brakes. The screeching sound of hot brakes all around us was chilling and unnerving.
Right away I instructed Diana to call 911 as I slowed down and pulled over to the shoulder of the road and leaped out of the Navigator to see if I could assist. Running to the back of my SUV, I frantically opened the rear door and grabbed my fire extinguisher, then joined a number of drivers bolting over to where the damaged car rested on its side. Not the least surprised, it was the black Pontiac Firebird that had been speeding and driving recklessly.
A fire suddenly broke out at the rear bottom of the car as I made my approach. Black smoke billowed skyward. While others struggled to free the driver and a passenger, I activated my extinguisher and aimed it at the fire in hopes of putting it out or at least containing it long enough for the occupants inside to be pulled to safety. Thankfully a trucker came charging towards the car with a fire extinguisher in hand as well. Together we were able to douse the fire before it could reach the gas tank and blow. But we were taking no chances. We both backed away once the occupants had been freed.
Within ten minutes state troopers and EMS personnel and fire trucks converged on the scene. Broken glass was everywhere. The smell of gasoline fuel was prominent and sickening. Going over to the area where the car’s occupants were being treated, I caught a glimpse of the two and both looked to be in bad shape. Whether or not they’d survive this senseless tragedy, I had no way of knowing. That was for a higher being to decide.
After the professionals had taken full charge, I turned and headed back towards the Navigator. Diana sat waiting for me in the front seat this time. I walked to the back of the SUV and placed the fire extinguisher on the floor. Walking back up to the front, I opened the door and climbed in beside her.
“Are you alright?” she asked with caring eyes.
“I’m fine,” I replied.
“Do you think the people that were inside of the care are going to be all right?” she asked before I could strap on my seat belt, her voice anxious.
“I don’t know Diana,” I said, exhaling. “They got banged up pretty bad.”
“Could you see how many people were injured?”
“I only saw two, the two that were pulled from the car,” I answered, still in a state of disbelief myself. “But it’s possible there may have been others who got banged up a little in other cars that got rammed by the Pontiac.”
“Any children involved?”
“Naah, I didn’t see any children, thank God. Just a young couple.”
“Are you sure you’re all right?” she asked, touching my arm with her hand and gazing up at me.
“Yeah, I’m all right,” I assured her. “What about you?”
“I’m nervous as hell,” she answered. “That collision shook me up pretty badly. When I called 911 I was talking so fast they couldn’t understand what the hell I
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