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Originally posted by Donkeypuncher
Most disturbing accident - there's a tunnel where I-10 becomes Pacific Coast Highway in Santa Monica - it's a two-lane, right-hand curve and you have to already be slowing down when you enter it. It's known locally as "the rabbit hole" and hardly anyone actually does slow down. Many, many accidents in there. I came upon one very shortly after it happened. It was a mini truck that had obviously hit the center rail and ended up upside-down in the right-hand lane. Cars had just started slowing to pass and there was this creepy, slow procession of cars going past and a few people had pulled over but they were all standing 20 feet or so away - the top of the truck was crumpled like paper and about level with the dashboard. An arm was hanging out the passenger window (still attached, just kinda flopped out onto the ground) and as I passed, I saw the hand move. I freaked and pulled my car over... jumped out and started yelling at all the people who were just standing there, staring. My first thoguht was, "what if it's ME in that truck? I'd be scared shitless! Why are all these people just staring?" I went over, knelt down and held the guy's hand and talked to him until the police got there a few minutes later. It's one of the few things that has really stuck with me for a significant time after the event. I wasn't really actively tripped out for a long time, but I do remember just feeling off-center for a couple of weeks.
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WoW!
When I was 18 I was driving that exact same freeway(I-10 to PCH) was on my way home feeling relaxed.
It was raining, I wasnt paying enuf attention.
when I was about 1/8 of a mile away from the tunnel (there is a curve before it so you cant see whats ahead kinda) I saw stopped cars and I had to hit the brakes.
I started fishtailing and immedialtely thought "I'm done, this is it." when I released some of the pressure on the brake pedal and came out of the fishtail although I was still sliding and JUST BARELY avoided slamming into the car in front of me.
I must have stopped like 2 feet from the guys bumper and I remember seeing the look on his face, he was so scared I thought he was gonna pop! I have no idea how I stopped in time cuz it didnt seem possible that I could with my rate of speed and the slick road. My adrenaline was rushing for 30 minutes after that, not even getting stoned helped (no I wasnt already stoned).
Sorry I had to share that when I read Donkeypuncher's post
OK the most disturbing thing I ever saw was a motorcycle accident on Van Nuys BLVD in the San Fernando Valley.
There is a large curve at the north end of the road and one night I was on my way home with my buddy and we hit all this traffic which was weird at that time. When we approached the accident it was a guy on a motorcycle who was going so fast he didnt make the turn and hit a power pole. The disturbing thing was that the guy was stuck/wrapped to the damn pole about 3 feet in the air. Just stuck there, body limp(dead) and blood everywhere. It was a total mess. I imagined how it must have felt to be him and what he was thinking right before the impact, and what in the world was holding him there, his ribs or a spike on the pole, I dunno. I still can see it in my mind vividly. Gives me the creeps.