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Gebbinn · 07-16-2003, 08:38 PM

When I was 17, I worked as a volunteer fire fighter in Washington State. I was coming home late at night from a church dance, when my pager went off, reporting a motor vehicle accident that was just up the road from where I was. I was first on scene, and what had been reported as a motor vehicle accident was in fact a motorcycle/18wheeler accident.

The first thing I saw was the big rig totally blocking the road, it had been making a U-turn and the driver misjudged the size of the road. Then I saw the motorcycle about 200 yards down the road, the light shining on the motionless form of a body lying about 25 meters away. At first glance it seemed that this was just another motorcycle crash, almost like the rider had dumped his bike and slid under the rig. As I stopped just short of the semi, and started to get out of my car, I finally saw the extent of what had happened.

What I saw haunts me to this day. There on the side of the trailer was a small splattering of blood, with a few specks of bone and hair, and lying on the ground just below was the top half of a head. It was rather mangled, but still identifiable as what it was, the eyes stared lifelessly out of the shattered scalp, bits of bone and grey matter spread out in a small pool of blood. I lost my dinner rather violently, and then covered the remains of the head, and then the top of the lifeless body with some old rags I had in the car.

When the ambulance showed up, I got the hell out of there. I learned later that the rider had a blood alcohol level above 2.0, and the driver said that she heard the motorcycle still accelerating when it hit her rig.

I quit as a volunteer after that.. it was just too much.

07-16-2003, 08:38 PM	#119 (permalink)
Gebbinn Crazy	When I was 17, I worked as a volunteer fire fighter in Washington State. I was coming home late at night from a church dance, when my pager went off, reporting a motor vehicle accident that was just up the road from where I was. I was first on scene, and what had been reported as a motor vehicle accident was in fact a motorcycle/18wheeler accident. The first thing I saw was the big rig totally blocking the road, it had been making a U-turn and the driver misjudged the size of the road. Then I saw the motorcycle about 200 yards down the road, the light shining on the motionless form of a body lying about 25 meters away. At first glance it seemed that this was just another motorcycle crash, almost like the rider had dumped his bike and slid under the rig. As I stopped just short of the semi, and started to get out of my car, I finally saw the extent of what had happened. What I saw haunts me to this day. There on the side of the trailer was a small splattering of blood, with a few specks of bone and hair, and lying on the ground just below was the top half of a head. It was rather mangled, but still identifiable as what it was, the eyes stared lifelessly out of the shattered scalp, bits of bone and grey matter spread out in a small pool of blood. I lost my dinner rather violently, and then covered the remains of the head, and then the top of the lifeless body with some old rags I had in the car. When the ambulance showed up, I got the hell out of there. I learned later that the rider had a blood alcohol level above 2.0, and the driver said that she heard the motorcycle still accelerating when it hit her rig. I quit as a volunteer after that.. it was just too much. __________________ There are 10 types of people in this world... Those who understand Binary and those who dont. I aim to please.. to bad for you I am a horrible shot. Every time you open your mouth, stupid comes out.