Re: Your Worst Wreck
My first car was a '64 VW Sedan. It had a really lively pancake 1500 and was a lot of fun to drive. I was 18 at the time.<br /><br />One night I had a girl with me, and we were tooling down a winding road, going through the town of San Elizario, a few miles east of El Paso, down along the Rio Grande. It was really dark, and the curves are pretty sharp. I was going about the speed limit, which I think was 45 mph.<br /><br />I was rounding a curve when headlights suddenly turned on in front of me, maybe 100 feet ahead, and I was blinded. I had no idea which side of the road the guy was on. Being somewhat familiar with the area, I thought I would just brake and pull to the side of the road, but I reacted too quickly and with too much brake. The car started spinning and I smacked a utility pole. Hard!<br /><br />The impact area was at just about the middle of my left thigh, and the car was somewhat wrapped around the pole. Had the impact been about eighteen inches more toward the rear of the car, it would have likely killed me. As it was, my car was totalled and it hurt to walk for about a week. <br /><br />It could have been much, much worse.