137. Car Accident
3:16 p.m. & Saturday, Sept. 30, 2006
We had a car accident yesterday, turning right into Mountain St.
All the cars had stopped at the traffic lights to let us through, as we were passing them a speeding Taxi driver ran into us from the Bus Lane.
All I recall seeing before the accident was this dark blue vehicle in my peripheral heading straight towards me, and then ramming into the passenger side door - the seat where I was sitting.
From the impact of the collision my let got rammed into the gearbox and then my head rebounded onto the glass window.
My side door won't open.
Even now over a day later, I still feel a bit bruised..
A little off track.
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