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on the way to SNB yesterday, i witnessed an accident. traffic was heavy and congested, and we were all going a pretty good clip -- probably faster than the conditions would warrant. we'd just left the heavy fog for overcast and damp, we'd just passed a state trooper which had everyone hitting their breaks and generally acting like idiots. i was in the center lane, and just ahead of me in the left lane was a tight cluster of cars. at least three, but it might've been 4-5. these cars were all crazy-bumper-to-bumper, the ones in the rear pushing the ones in front to go faster.

as we reached an overpass at an exit, the third car from the rear spun out - i saw his tires start smoking and his tail end swing into my lane, and he spun 1-2 times before flipping side-over-side, landing on the drivers side just as i passed him.

i managed to slow down enough to not get hit as he tumbled (and he had the decency to stay in his lane as he cartwheeled, how kind), but there was no place for me to pull over, and i knew i had a cluster of cars on my tail, so i kept going.

after catching my breath, i remembered i had my cell phone out, so i called 911. i hope i was an acceptable accident-reporter. i gave my location (southbound highway at X exit, on the overpass, left lane), the approximate number of cars (one that flipped, two behind him that probably chain-reaction hit, possibly one in front), and that we'd just passed a state trooper a few miles back.

i felt bad for not stopping but (a) there was no safe way for me to stop AT the accident scene, (b) i had the presence of mind to report it, which had to help somehow and (c) i saw two cars turn around and head back just as soon as they could, so i knew there'd be others at the scene. plus, the state trooper a couple miles back would be much better equipped to help than i would.

the whole thing left me rattled for a very long time, and my drive home from cincinnati made me a bit nervous. traffic was lighter than normal going home, but i still was leary of any car coming near me.

which brings me to a poll:

[Poll #1155096]

Date: 2008-03-16 04:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] queensheba.livejournal.com
Time #1: I was about 13, and my dad has always been a chronic insomniac who stumbles around the house half-awake throughout the night. Our dog had had surgery, and my parents had put up a baby gate to restrict his movement to the kitchen during the night. My dad forgot the baby gate was there, crashed into it, and fell down, cutting his leg really badly. I woke up to a crashing noise and found my dad disoriented and squirting blood. I called 911 and they came and got him and took him to the hospital and stitched him up. I stayed home and cleaned the blood off the walls and floor.

Time #2: I was coming home late at night, probably from your house, and there was a car driving really erratically in front of me - it nearly caused several accidents and I thought the driver was either drunk or having a medical problem, so I phoned in their license number and location.

Date: 2008-03-16 06:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eciklb.livejournal.com
I once called when a woman showed up at my front door and asked me to; apparently, she had just seen her child. As best I can tell, it was a custody/kidnapping kind of case, and the father lived across the street.

Date: 2008-03-17 12:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-cyd.livejournal.com
oh my! that's not a situation i had anticipated, but i'd say it certainly warrants the call.

Date: 2008-03-17 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eciklb.livejournal.com
It took me a second to figure out whether to call 911 or to call the non-emergency number (which I had by then memorized, courtesy of the church next door and its noise). It wasn't something I had anticipated at all.

Date: 2008-03-16 06:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] frumpenstein.livejournal.com
It was Christmas Eve several years ago. I was home alone at my house in West Chester, PA. I went outside on the porch late at night for a smoke and saw what appeared to be two guys breaking into the VFW a few houses down from me. I crept back inside, hunkered down under the front window, and called the cops. I watched the cops arrive and had to call them again to tell them I saw the "perps" running out the back of the building. I had to make a statement and everything. It was very exciting! (I think this may have been the beginning of my fondness for policemen.)

Date: 2008-03-16 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] busysuzy.livejournal.com
I witnessed an accident not too long ago, myself. It *is* very upsetting and I, too, was out of sorts for awhile. I felt like, "somebody's life just changed dramatically, and I witnessed it." I was able to follow up on the accident (through a local news report) and was relieved to hear that although one passenger was badly hurt, they had lived and the other passenger was fine. I did not call 911 in that instance, because it was clear that others had stopped and were helping.

You did the right thing by calling 911. It wouldn't have done you or anyone else any good to get yourself hurt too by stopping.

Date: 2008-03-16 07:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arlydwycka.livejournal.com
Driving home from Thanksgiving holiday at night on I64 (a four-lane highway) we were driving east in the second lane from the right. We saw a car pass us driving west in the far left lane. I dialed 911 and stated where I was and what I had seen. About 5 seconds later we saw a state trooper speed past on the opposite side of the divided highway going east. I can only assume it was to catch the guy who was driving west in the eastbound lanes.

Date: 2008-03-17 12:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-cyd.livejournal.com
that sounds very scary! we've had many accidents where a motorist has crossed the median and plowed into oncoming traffic.

Date: 2008-03-18 02:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] soaringelf.livejournal.com
OK...LJ won't let me post a response this long in one response...so I'm breaking it up and 'replying' 3 times.

Time 1. I was about 19 and my boyfriend's little brother (who was about 17 or 18) came running in the apartment saying someone from K-Mart's parking lot was chasing him. Turns out it was other guys from his high school that were trying to fight with him. My boyfriend and his brother, being the dumbasses they were, went back outside to continue the shouting match. Someone jumped out of the car, punched Bryan (the brother), and jumped back in. Patrick, like the idiot he was, tried to stand in front of their car to keep them from getting away. They kept revving up the car and inching him backwards until he got the hell out of the way.

2. many times of calling on a cell phone when seeing wrecks (most were minor), insane people racing on the highway almost hitting other cars (not just your normal bumper-riders....I'm talking full on road rage with threats and causing near misses within inches), and drunk driver reporting.....I can't remember how many times this has happened....probably upwards of 15 times.

3. Calling when I saw a woman in the median of a busy expressway (75 south near the top of 275 in rush hour) walking with 7 small children ranging from about 10 down to infancy. I never did find out what the hell that was about.

Date: 2008-03-18 02:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] soaringelf.livejournal.com
4. On the way to work....a minivan was swerving. I thought it was a little early for drunks so I thought they were tired. Then after hitting the rumble strips...they still kept swerving. now I've been tired and hit rumble strips and those fuckers WAKE YOU UP...so I figured there was something else wrong. I called 911 while following the van. When I called, I was heading south on 675 and had just passed Wright Patt. They kept transferring me from county to county dispatch while I pleaded for someone to get out here because the swerving was getting worse. They were going across all the lanes, using the shoulder and swerving back. I kept following and giving 911 a play-by-play of our location and the van's plate # and activities. We rounded onto 75 South (they took both lanes of the merge ramp to make it) and they kept swerving. By this time they were also slowing down to 30 and speeding up to ~85, then slowing again. I kept pace and started taking up 2 lanes, got the attention of the guy next to me and saw what I was trying to do and why. He took up 2 lanes too, so we created a rolling road block (dispatch was ok with this given the severity of what I was telling them). Then without warning, an irate driver who just thought I was being a jack ass, sped around me on the left shoulder, flipped me off and went on. THe minivan came barreling across 3 lanes and ran the jackass off into the grassy median. Then it swerved back across 3 lanes, over the shoulder and down a hill heading for the trees (making about a 45degree angle from the roadway). I reported that they must have crashed because they went so far over the hill I couldn’t' see the van. I started to slow and get over so I could help and suddenly the van came bounding back up the hill and jumped back on the road. The chase continued. I couldn’t even believe what I was seeing...it was like something out of the movies. I stayed on the phone with dispatch as I signaled my roadblock partner that I needed to keep up with the van somewhat to keep giving information. I left him behind and sped back up. I kept begging them to take this seriously and get someone out here before someone got killed. About 2 minutes later I was coming up on a cop car sitting in the median u-turn thing. I told her I had just passed a cop and she figured out who it was and put us on a conference-call type thing so I was talking directly to that cop in his car. He asked me to keep up with the van until he could catch up (since he was starting from a dead stop and there were cars backed up a bit by this point). I kept talking to him and he finally said "is that you in the gold truck?”. I was so overjoyed that at least he had me in sight. He had me let him over and then I showed/ told him which van (which was by this time staying in its lane for the moment but was speeding up on the back bumper of a semi). He asked me to pull over behind him but to stay in my truck and stay on the phone with dispatch. We all pulled over (by now we were JUST north of Middletown....this was a LONG ASS terrifying ride) and I sat there terrified wondering if this was real or some wacked out hallucination. After about 3 minutes, dispatch came back on the line and said I could go. It was a woman having a diabetic emergency and the she didn't even have a clue that anything was wrong. I drove to work shaking and crying my eyes out. I was so relieved that no one got killed and I was also crying/ shaking from all the pent up terrified energy. On the way home the van was still sitting on the side of the road. On the way to work the next day, I saw a woman and her husband jump starting the van with another van (hazard lights ran down the battery most likely). I was so relieved to see that she was ok. I can still see it all in my head very vividly and I am amazed that she was able to keep from hitting anyone and I am amazed that she avoided rolling the minivan on the grassy hill. I even get shaky typing it all.

Date: 2008-03-18 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] soaringelf.livejournal.com
5. TONS of times since living in this hell-hole. The person who used to live near here convinced me that the bar was a quiet one, so we didn't worry and we bought this house. Yeah...RIGHT. I have called so many freaking times for bar fights. At least 15 times now. The two most memorable......A full on RIOT (took 2 calls to get them here) with at least 30 people pummeling the shit out of each other. One guy getting slammed into a car so hard that he set the car alarm off...WITH HIS FACE. and wouldn't you know it....they sent ONE FREAKING COP. I was terrified I was going to see this cop be killed. I stayed on with the 911 dispatch and told her this was insane to send one cop for a riot of 30+. She could hear the riot (which was across my back yard and alley..AND my bedroom window was shut) and sent more cops. By the time it was over, there were 5 cop cars, the supervisor SUV, the paddy wagon, and a medic (the drunkest guy tried to fight a cop and got maced....then he laid on the ground and screamed like a baby "It burns....it BURNS". um. DUH!
and the most recent bar fight....two girls punching each other while 5 others stood around and yelled. THen one guy walked out in the parking lot yelling at a guy in a car....who promptly hit the gas, hit the standing guy, who rolled up on the hood, hit the windshield and then both took off. I hate this town.

and an interesting time...I didn’t' call them, but they sure as hell found me.....Rachel and I lived in an apartment in Middletown. At 4 am, she came racing into my room terrified saying someone was pounding on the front door. We inched down the steps and I yelled "Who is it?" They yelled back that it was the police and to "open up". I told them I didn't believe them and to wait a second. I raced around to the kitchen window and peeped out (I'm too short for the standard height peep hole in a door). I could see two guys in black uniforms. I still wasn't totally convinced though so I went back to the door and listened....I could hear the dispatch radios. So I opened the door. They asked if we were ok. I said "Yeah, except it’s scary when the police try to bust your door in when you're sound asleep". They asked which of us called 911. ***???????boggle*** We were both asleep! A quick check of the phones proved the cat's hadn't knocked a phone off the hook and stepped on it. I proved this by giving them our phone and letting them hear the dial tone....while dispatch said they were STILL talking to the caller. Turns out it was someone who had tried to end it all by swallowing a bunch of pills, and then they decided it wasn't a good idea and called for help. They called from a cell phone (which apparently didn't register the number on the 911 computer) and they USED to have the phone number that we now had at out apartment. They kept giving the dispatcher our phone number as theirs. I never did find out if they found the person in time.

Date: 2008-07-11 02:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raynbow-flyer.livejournal.com
hi cyd. it's katie...met you last night! it's so fun to find other people on LJ! it was really good to meet you...i'll be seeing you again soon ;-)

Date: 2008-07-13 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-cyd.livejournal.com
sweet!! you found me! i'll add you, stat!

did you find Erica? she's [livejournal.com profile] ericainohio
Edited Date: 2008-07-13 04:51 am (UTC)

Date: 2008-07-13 12:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raynbow-flyer.livejournal.com
i found her and commented a few days ago....she hasn't written back. i suppose she might be distracted with other things, can't imagine what!? ;-)
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