But this is not about Car Talk, or about that Spouse o' Mine.
This post is all about me.
Here is a Volvo Station Wagon that I drove for quite a few years, some 7-10 years ago, until the 4th of July, along I-70 at the Georgetown , Colorado exit, in the mid-afternoon:
The driver who struck the back of my car was under-age and unlicensed, the car was full of under-aged kids, there was a whiskey bottle and "residue" found in the car. (I asked the police officers, "What do you mean, "residue?" "Marijuana, Ma'am.")
And here is a Volvo Station Wagon that I drove for three years - until August of this year, when I was struck, broadside, by a young woman. And let's address the airbag, that blessing of car accidents. I had only two seconds (and I am being conservative) to react to what I perceived as an accident-to-be. I saw in my peripheral, a car at my sideBOOM!!!. But that sideBOOM! was simultaneous to my front airbagBOOM! going off. (Notice, that my airbagBoom! only rated one exclamation point; that is because, as soon as it was deployed, it was just as quickly deflated! The smoke filled my car.
The idiot who broad-sided me was a twenty-something. I am pretty sure she was texting. She claimed to the police officers that it was "the full moon". She was cited. I am pretty sure she must have been texting. She was a total idiot at the scene of the accident. Don't be that Total Idiot, young women. (Old women, too: don't go there. Be total a Smart Wise Thing.)
What do I have to say about these two incidents? Well, first I have to exclaim (again and again and again), "Thanks be to God!" Both times, just before impact, I asked my brain, "How bad is this going to be?!!!?" Seriously: that was the question in my head: How bad is this going to be? Both times, there seemed to be no serious injuries. I say seriously: I am not left quadriplegic. I had some bruising, (no one told me that a breast can bruise green from a cross-strap!) And my eyeglasses...BONK from the airbag. GREAT BIG BONK! This past collision caused some questionable mental faculties. I should have been seen by a physician. But the EMS seemed to think I was fine, and since I was alone with no one to second-guess them, I acquiesced. Since, then, a nurse friend has told me (upon hearing some of my questionable memory and behavioral activities, that I may well have experienced a concussion. I think, upon hindsight, that I might have, indeed.) Oh - and the airbag experience? The next day I exhibited nose and chin abrasion. Nothing major.
OK, so a week after my car accident I had a flight to Australia.
Stay tuned...because this car nonsense seems neverending...