December 4, 2002..the 1st winter i had driven in...i was going the speed limit (35-40) on my way home. There's a road here that you kind of just merge onto..no need to slow down. We had just had our 1st snow of the season. The roads were dry but there was still snow on the grass. i came around the corner and hit a patch of snow that must have been thrown into the road by another car or something...i have no idea how i reacted...whether i braked, accelerated or just swerved...

The next thing i know, im in the other lane facing an oncoming car. I counter steered and went flying into a yard on my side of the road. As soon as i hit the yard, snow flew up over my car and covered my windsheild. I couldnt see a damn thing except white! I held on for dear life and screamed at the top of my lungs. I knew that i was heading towards a house and that there were trees and parked cars in the path to the house....

I finally hit something and stopped. I opened my door and realized that i had about 4 inches to squeeze myself out of my car...on both sides. I had hit a 4 foot bush and was stopped between a brick house and a metal clothes line pole...in about a foot of snow.

I couldnt find my cell phone after it flew off my seat, so i ran into the neighbor's house and asked to use their phone. i called my boyfriend at the time and my mom, then the guy called hte cops. i was so far down in this yard that my mom drove by 5 times before she saw me. Everyone finally showed up and the cop questioned me. I told him i was doing the speed limit, which was too fast for conditions at the time. He filed a report but didnt fine me for anything..not even my illegal headlights h: He said he was going to cut me a break on the too fast for conditions ticket because he realizes how much worse the accdent couldve been...

I missed:
-an on coming car doing about 25-30, while i was doing 35+
-a big ass tree
-a parked, full size truck
-the gas lines on the side of the house
-the house
-the clothes line pole.

Each one of those obsticals was within a foot of my tire tracks. :shocked: The owner of the house, whose property i was on, wasn't upset about the bush i had flattened; he said he was going to take it out the following spring anyway h: The only thing he was worried about was the built up flower bed i ramped (which bent the shit out of my axle and put a huge dent in the floorboard behind my seat).

That's the only real near death experience i can recall. Had i hit anything else other than the bush, i couldve been seriously hurt or killed, especially because of hte rate of speed i was going when i hit the snow which was increased when i started sliding.

*sigh*