A car ran the light while I was going through an intersection. Boom. Feet off the gears, hands off the wheel. Floated across the street. Police lights flashing.
The OnStar program responded faster to the situation than I did. “We have just received notice that your vehicle’s airbag was depoyed. Are you hurt? Would you like us to call medical assistance?”
I didn’t know where the voices were coming from at first. I thought I’d died.
“Are you okay?” A guy outside the window. “I’m your witness, I saw everything. He ran the light, it’s not your fault.”
Calling Mom. “Something awful’s happened, Mom, please, come quick. No, I’m not hurt, just please, come quick.”
It’s not for sure, but we’re pretty certain the driver who hit me was drunk or otherwise incapacitated. The officer told him to get lost and take a cab home after the paperwork was done. He admitted fault on the spot. His car could run (unlike mine), but he was told to leave it there. His girlfriend had to lean against a tree for support.
Mom insists I see a doctor tomorrow. More for insurance purposes though. I’m shaken up, but there’s no physical damage.