Cop saved my life.

Falstaff · Jul 26, 2006, 04:16 PM

last week, while driving to New Mexico through some of the most desolate and flat country you can imagine I managed to sustain highway speeds over well over 90 mph in a rented Toyota Camry. For almost 3 hours I sped south from Colorado then to New Mexico and once I found a stretch of country road smooth enough, I really poured on the gas and hit over 100 mph for well over an hour. I didnt see a cop in site and passed lots of hay trucks, bailers and combines using the shoulder as I blew past them with arrogance.
Just five miles outside of Clovis New Mexico I found a some really smooth asphalt and punched the gas, increasing my speed to 110 mph, the car was solid as a rock and I just began to detect that wind noise, when behind me emerged a black and white mustang with the cherries flashing...
I slowed down as quickly as I could and pulled over into the tall weeds by the road and came to a complete stop, with a tornado of dust blowing by me...
The Mew Mexico highway patrolman, a slender tiny fellow leaped out of his car with hand on his holster and used his door for cover as he radioed in my plates, and crouched down, surveying my car. Within a minute or two, as I fumbled with my licence and registration, I could see him approaching me, with an angry expression on his face and nostrils flared, he carryed a clipboard like a weapon and his boots crunched louder and louder with each step towards me. I just melted into the leather apholstry....and let out all the air in my body.
"how fast do you think you were going sir?" he asked through his clenched teeth.
"Gosh, I dont know, wasnt paying attention officer" I said, and I could tell that just made him angrier.
He threw down his clipboard and stepped away from my car.
"get out sir....get out now sir....NOW SIR!!!!!" he demanded and I popped tall and came to attention directly in front of him.
He shook his head and walked back and forth for what seemed like an eternity.
"your not from around here are you sir?" he calmly said, but his red face did not disquise his emotions.
"No sir" I replied.
"I should arrest you right now and throw you in jail until the judge visits next week" he exclaimed.
"you know sir...I can do that....I can just cuff you, throw you into the car and we can just deal with this next monday.....you know that sir? He asked me with his eyes bulging out.
"Yes sir" I instantly replied, my head lowered, away from his glaring expression.
"God Dammit! do you know what is just a quarter mile down this road?" he demanded.
"no sir" I said, my voice trailing off, my body growing a little weaker.
"the road makes a quick turn and there is no way in hell you would have been able to slow down in time" and with that he threw his clipboard down, the papers began to curl and blow back and forth in the hot July breeze, his pin rolled away under the car.
Rubbing his face up and down he grabbed my left arm and turned me towards the highway, to my intended direction.
"see anything down the road?" he asked.
"no sir" I faintly replied.
"God dammit look!" he demanded, as if I could see anything at all....
"I see nothing sir" I pleaded.
"THAT'S RIGHT!" he shouted and he picked up his clipboard and pen, smoothing out the wrinkled paper.
I sat there for almost 30 minutes, I even turned the radio on at low volume, thought of ways to explain this to my boss, to my contact at Cannon AFB, to anyone who would listen. I was so nervous you couldnt pull the car seat out of the crack of my butt, I just sat and waited for the officer to return.
Crunch crunch crunch his footsteps, even and measured got louder and louder, this time he approached the driver's side window, and I quickly lowered it.
"I clocked you at 112 mph sir" he said shaking his head.
" I can throw you in jail" he said confidently...
"jail sir"...he nodded
"you dont want to go to jail"
I silently shook my head...hoping for some resolution, my bladder and bowels were giving me warning signals.
"You know what" he asked.
" I am gonna give you a ticket, but you have to understand something, if I didnt stop you, I would be calling an ambulance to come scrape you up off the road or cut you out of what is left of this car!"
He thrust the clipboard into my face and explained that he was writing me for a 78 mph in a 65 mph zone.
He went on to tell me that just the previous day he witnessed a terrible accident down the road from where he stopped me, and that he has seen his share of accidents there as well. He told me he saved my life, and I knodded my head in gratitude, praying to myself that this was all that would happen.
I signed the ticket, promised to pay the fine and waved to the officer good by, and watched as he pulled away and headed North up the highway, I didnt leave until he disappeared out of site.
I turned the key and with a rooster tail of gravel I was back on the hot sticky black road headed to Clovis.
I had just reached highway speed when without warning the road suddenly narrowed and turned sharply to the left, only the painted lines gave away the true direction to the left at 90 degrees...
I stood on the brake and the ABS brought me almost to a complete stop, white tire smoke filled my car and I looked again behind me to see if the highway patrol man saw me....
I held my breath as long as I could stopped the car at the shoulder again...and I jumped out quickly to get my bearings and I felt like throwing up.
There just a few feet away from my car were long black skid marks, several yellow warning signs laying like dominoes one right after another through the entire turn...
I walked up the road pulling the shirt off of my soaked back and took in deep breaths. I felt really sick in the hot wind and walked back the way I came.
Just up the road a bit, perhaps a few hundrew feet was the twisted highway sign warning of a sharp curve and to reduce speed....I looked back at the Camry in the distance.
It hit me like a baseball bat in the gut...
As I walked back I could see the skid marks, getting wider and wider, till they stopped and I saw shredded tire tread, and the ruts of goughed earth that marked the path of a vehicle that travelled much as I did, but did not stop until it wound up going through an irrigation ditch, through a barbed wire fence shaving off the topsoil beyond, leaving a patch of burnt hay that looked like a bomb crater with sparkling glass fragments everywhere around.
A distance of maybe a hundred feet or more, I dont know, because the car was airborne when it hit the ditch I think, I dont know..
I put my hands in my pocket and muttered to myself how damn lucky I was, damn lucky I saw it in time.
I turned to look back up the road and the highway patrol man waved as he went by, headed back towards Clovis New Mexico.
I folllowed him back into town, carefully observing the speed limit and gratefully waving at him as I pulled into the hotel, I am sure he had his reports to file.
On the return journey several days later I drove past the spot on the curve and the highway signs were replaced with new ones, the caution sign stood where the former once lay, only the skid marks were left to bear mute witness to the horrible accident that nearly happened to me as well.
I pulled out my camera and took a quick shot for my collection.
It wasnt till just this morning I looked at the shot and found in a little tiny corner of the picture, a single cross and wilted white flowers and a photo attached, like a roadside memorial. I couldnt make out the faces.
How quickly our lives can be snuffed out in an instant, an instant of stupidity, arrogance.
If that highway patrolman hadn't stopped me, chewed me out and humbled me that day, I might be dead now.
I am a damn fool, but a lucky one.
I am writing a check out State of New Mexico, to the county I was stopped in, and I wish I could express my gratitude to the officer that saved my life.
I doubt we will ever meet, but I say thanx to all the men and women on the nations highways keeping idiots like me from killing ourselves, from killing others and bringing us down a notch when we think we are indestructible.
I lost points, I lost money and I lost a little of arrogance, but I would gladly trade all that for life.

Zardon · Jul 26, 2006, 04:25 PM

glad to see you didnt end up roadkill jeff. I think its about time you got yourself GPS man. Its a godsend on long journeys, you even get some hot robotic chick telling you the direction to turn and how far it is away, now I just need to reprogram it for some more interesting long distance conversations.....

**imagines Jeff's onboard GPS woman shouting "For god sake man, slow the fu*k down, blind bend ahead!"**

SFOSOK · Jul 26, 2006, 05:03 PM

Sounds like a good guy, good deal Jeff. Seems like you almost die a lot lol.

Partizan · Jul 26, 2006, 05:10 PM

Someone was watching over you that day.

Vikingod · Jul 26, 2006, 05:24 PM

wow Jeff, thats an interesting story. The GPS probably isnt a bad idea, lol. Glad to see someone learned from a mistake, instead of just cursing the money and time lost.

Drakon · Jul 26, 2006, 05:28 PM

Well you live and learn. Glad everything turned out ok

Falstaff · Jul 26, 2006, 05:42 PM

Me too...
I am too old to write checks my ass cannot cash..LOL..

pr0digal jenius · Jul 26, 2006, 06:11 PM

glad your OK bud

and as for your GPS idea Allan...keep in mind GPS is often wrong.....there was a story a while back about a place in, I think it was actually Ireland or somewhere up that way, where the GPS directed you off of a cliff when attempting to get to a certain section of town

niceguyrichy · Jul 26, 2006, 06:18 PM

time to slow down a bit Jeff..

man of your age and all...

Falstaff · Jul 26, 2006, 06:31 PM

wheres my teeth...
wheres my damn teeth....
dont make me get up outta this walker now...
rolf..

**temeteus82** · Jul 26, 2006, 06:50 PM

Jeff need the same sound that Eurofighter Typhoon pilots hear, byt Jeff will hear only this: *slow down*

Zardon · Jul 26, 2006, 06:53 PM

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Originally Posted by pr0digal jenius

glad your OK bud

and as for your GPS idea Allan...keep in mind GPS is often wrong.....there was a story a while back about a place in, I think it was actually Ireland or somewhere up that way, where the GPS directed you off of a cliff when attempting to get to a certain section of town

Well thats why we have car windows to look out. I cant imagine blindly just staring at a GPS without normal navigation being involved.

mmmm I wonder why my steering has gone very light **looks out window ....... shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii..... ........ **BAM**

Razgriz · Jul 26, 2006, 07:02 PM

haha z.

Glad your ok jeff. We would've had to search for a new 2006 horndog of the year award. (it wouldn't have been to hard *cough* Neon *cough*)

That cop sounded pretty shakin' up man, someone was defiantly watching over you that day.

Any chance we could see that picture?

Falstaff · Jul 26, 2006, 08:02 PM

Quote:

Well thats why we have car windows to look out. I cant imagine blindly just staring at a GPS without normal navigation being involved.

mmmm I wonder why my steering has gone very light **looks out window ....... shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii..... ........ **BAM**

now you tell me...sheesh.. (pulls cones out of grill)

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Originally Posted by Razgriz

haha z.

Glad your ok jeff. We would've had to search for a new 2006 horndog of the year award. (it wouldn't have been to hard *cough* Neon *cough*)

That cop sounded pretty shakin' up man, someone was defiantly watching over you that day.

Any chance we could see that picture?

Neon is the "PORN DOG"...not the "HORN DOG"...

Falstaff · Jul 26, 2006, 08:04 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Falstaff

now you tell me...sheesh.. (pulls cones out of grill)

Neon is the "PORN DOG"...not the "HORN DOG"...

I would rather not really, until I edit out the roadside memorial thing...I dont know...
gimme time.

Dyre Straits · Jul 27, 2006, 02:40 AM

Jeff, your Guardian Angel was wearing a badge that day.

Falstaff · Jul 27, 2006, 06:27 AM

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Originally Posted by Dyre Straits

Jeff, your Guardian Angel was wearing a badge that day.

True dat!

Zardon · Jul 27, 2006, 11:46 AM

jeff is this him on the far left?

Asmoday · Jul 27, 2006, 12:08 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Zardon

jeff is this him on the far left?

pr0digal jenius · Jul 27, 2006, 04:24 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Zardon

jeff is this him on the far left?

Allan....buddy....

....what did we tell you about the family reunion photo album?

Falstaff · Jul 27, 2006, 04:27 PM

Besides....his name was Sergio....LOL
YMCA....
its fun to stay at the YMCA....

Zardon · Jul 27, 2006, 06:45 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by pr0digal jenius

Allan....buddy....

....what did we tell you about the family reunion photo album?

never to let anyone see pictures of you after a good night out:? I dont know i think you look pretty hot in it.

Falstaff · Jul 27, 2006, 07:55 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Zardon

never to let anyone see pictures of you after a good night out:? I dont know i think you look pretty hot in it.

Its the leather....
but pastel prints are his speciality..LOL

Robert McClelland · Jul 30, 2006, 03:07 AM

Um Jeff no more speeding okie buddie

LuCifer · Jul 30, 2006, 03:36 AM

Well glad to hear you're alright man..

Dark Lord · Jul 30, 2006, 04:05 AM

sounds like the state of new mexico needs to put up a few more signs on that spot.

i know a couple of places around here that have really sharp turns. theres a line of signs telling you its comeing, slow down, blind turn, etc probably starting almost 200 ft back.

CDsDontBurn · Jul 30, 2006, 10:51 AM

so you now make two people on DH that have cheated death

.

but see, you still got to drive your car after having done so, i didn't

Markius · Jul 31, 2006, 05:21 AM

Jeff, i hope you truly do realise how lucky you are...everything you couldve lost...and most importantly, what your kids wouldve lost (adult or not)Before i had my kids, i really didnt think to much about most of the things i did...but now...everything i do i think about them, i need to stay alive for them at the very least.

Saying all that, very glad you are still here with us.

Falstaff · Jul 31, 2006, 05:29 AM

I know what you mean...it makes the world of difference to just take it easy and slow down for a change...there isnt a damn thing I need to get to in a car that is worth dying for, got to stay alive for my kids..

Jul 26, 2006, 04:16 PM	#1
Falstaff Old Codger Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: USAFA Posts: 19,048 Rep Power: 207	Cop saved my life. last week, while driving to New Mexico through some of the most desolate and flat country you can imagine I managed to sustain highway speeds over well over 90 mph in a rented Toyota Camry. For almost 3 hours I sped south from Colorado then to New Mexico and once I found a stretch of country road smooth enough, I really poured on the gas and hit over 100 mph for well over an hour. I didnt see a cop in site and passed lots of hay trucks, bailers and combines using the shoulder as I blew past them with arrogance. Just five miles outside of Clovis New Mexico I found a some really smooth asphalt and punched the gas, increasing my speed to 110 mph, the car was solid as a rock and I just began to detect that wind noise, when behind me emerged a black and white mustang with the cherries flashing... I slowed down as quickly as I could and pulled over into the tall weeds by the road and came to a complete stop, with a tornado of dust blowing by me... The Mew Mexico highway patrolman, a slender tiny fellow leaped out of his car with hand on his holster and used his door for cover as he radioed in my plates, and crouched down, surveying my car. Within a minute or two, as I fumbled with my licence and registration, I could see him approaching me, with an angry expression on his face and nostrils flared, he carryed a clipboard like a weapon and his boots crunched louder and louder with each step towards me. I just melted into the leather apholstry....and let out all the air in my body. "how fast do you think you were going sir?" he asked through his clenched teeth. "Gosh, I dont know, wasnt paying attention officer" I said, and I could tell that just made him angrier. He threw down his clipboard and stepped away from my car. "get out sir....get out now sir....NOW SIR!!!!!" he demanded and I popped tall and came to attention directly in front of him. He shook his head and walked back and forth for what seemed like an eternity. "your not from around here are you sir?" he calmly said, but his red face did not disquise his emotions. "No sir" I replied. "I should arrest you right now and throw you in jail until the judge visits next week" he exclaimed. "you know sir...I can do that....I can just cuff you, throw you into the car and we can just deal with this next monday.....you know that sir? He asked me with his eyes bulging out. "Yes sir" I instantly replied, my head lowered, away from his glaring expression. "God Dammit! do you know what is just a quarter mile down this road?" he demanded. "no sir" I said, my voice trailing off, my body growing a little weaker. "the road makes a quick turn and there is no way in hell you would have been able to slow down in time" and with that he threw his clipboard down, the papers began to curl and blow back and forth in the hot July breeze, his pin rolled away under the car. Rubbing his face up and down he grabbed my left arm and turned me towards the highway, to my intended direction. "see anything down the road?" he asked. "no sir" I faintly replied. "God dammit look!" he demanded, as if I could see anything at all.... "I see nothing sir" I pleaded. "THAT'S RIGHT!" he shouted and he picked up his clipboard and pen, smoothing out the wrinkled paper. I sat there for almost 30 minutes, I even turned the radio on at low volume, thought of ways to explain this to my boss, to my contact at Cannon AFB, to anyone who would listen. I was so nervous you couldnt pull the car seat out of the crack of my butt, I just sat and waited for the officer to return. Crunch crunch crunch his footsteps, even and measured got louder and louder, this time he approached the driver's side window, and I quickly lowered it. "I clocked you at 112 mph sir" he said shaking his head. " I can throw you in jail" he said confidently... "jail sir"...he nodded "you dont want to go to jail" I silently shook my head...hoping for some resolution, my bladder and bowels were giving me warning signals. "You know what" he asked. " I am gonna give you a ticket, but you have to understand something, if I didnt stop you, I would be calling an ambulance to come scrape you up off the road or cut you out of what is left of this car!" He thrust the clipboard into my face and explained that he was writing me for a 78 mph in a 65 mph zone. He went on to tell me that just the previous day he witnessed a terrible accident down the road from where he stopped me, and that he has seen his share of accidents there as well. He told me he saved my life, and I knodded my head in gratitude, praying to myself that this was all that would happen. I signed the ticket, promised to pay the fine and waved to the officer good by, and watched as he pulled away and headed North up the highway, I didnt leave until he disappeared out of site. I turned the key and with a rooster tail of gravel I was back on the hot sticky black road headed to Clovis. I had just reached highway speed when without warning the road suddenly narrowed and turned sharply to the left, only the painted lines gave away the true direction to the left at 90 degrees... I stood on the brake and the ABS brought me almost to a complete stop, white tire smoke filled my car and I looked again behind me to see if the highway patrol man saw me.... I held my breath as long as I could stopped the car at the shoulder again...and I jumped out quickly to get my bearings and I felt like throwing up. There just a few feet away from my car were long black skid marks, several yellow warning signs laying like dominoes one right after another through the entire turn... I walked up the road pulling the shirt off of my soaked back and took in deep breaths. I felt really sick in the hot wind and walked back the way I came. Just up the road a bit, perhaps a few hundrew feet was the twisted highway sign warning of a sharp curve and to reduce speed....I looked back at the Camry in the distance. It hit me like a baseball bat in the gut... As I walked back I could see the skid marks, getting wider and wider, till they stopped and I saw shredded tire tread, and the ruts of goughed earth that marked the path of a vehicle that travelled much as I did, but did not stop until it wound up going through an irrigation ditch, through a barbed wire fence shaving off the topsoil beyond, leaving a patch of burnt hay that looked like a bomb crater with sparkling glass fragments everywhere around. A distance of maybe a hundred feet or more, I dont know, because the car was airborne when it hit the ditch I think, I dont know.. I put my hands in my pocket and muttered to myself how damn lucky I was, damn lucky I saw it in time. I turned to look back up the road and the highway patrol man waved as he went by, headed back towards Clovis New Mexico. I folllowed him back into town, carefully observing the speed limit and gratefully waving at him as I pulled into the hotel, I am sure he had his reports to file. On the return journey several days later I drove past the spot on the curve and the highway signs were replaced with new ones, the caution sign stood where the former once lay, only the skid marks were left to bear mute witness to the horrible accident that nearly happened to me as well. I pulled out my camera and took a quick shot for my collection. It wasnt till just this morning I looked at the shot and found in a little tiny corner of the picture, a single cross and wilted white flowers and a photo attached, like a roadside memorial. I couldnt make out the faces. How quickly our lives can be snuffed out in an instant, an instant of stupidity, arrogance. If that highway patrolman hadn't stopped me, chewed me out and humbled me that day, I might be dead now. I am a damn fool, but a lucky one. I am writing a check out State of New Mexico, to the county I was stopped in, and I wish I could express my gratitude to the officer that saved my life. I doubt we will ever meet, but I say thanx to all the men and women on the nations highways keeping idiots like me from killing ourselves, from killing others and bringing us down a notch when we think we are indestructible. I lost points, I lost money and I lost a little of arrogance, but I would gladly trade all that for life. __________________ "Inspiration is always a surprising visitor."

Jul 26, 2006, 05:03 PM	#3
SFOSOK 939 Goin Strong Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Ontario Posts: 7,033 Rep Power: 90 System Specs	Sounds like a good guy, good deal Jeff. Seems like you almost die a lot lol. __________________ Warning - Explicit Content Preceeding METAL!!

Jul 26, 2006, 05:10 PM	#4
Partizan Fun loving criminal Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Slovenia Posts: 1,182 Rep Power: 62 System Specs	Someone was watching over you that day. __________________ Live and let live!

Jul 26, 2006, 05:42 PM	Thread Starter #7
Falstaff Old Codger Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: USAFA Posts: 19,048 Rep Power: 207	Me too... I am too old to write checks my ass cannot cash..LOL.. __________________ "Inspiration is always a surprising visitor."

Jul 26, 2006, 06:31 PM	Thread Starter #10
Falstaff Old Codger Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: USAFA Posts: 19,048 Rep Power: 207	wheres my teeth... wheres my damn teeth.... dont make me get up outta this walker now... rolf.. __________________ "Inspiration is always a surprising visitor."

Jul 26, 2006, 04:25 PM	#2
Zardon DriverHeaven Founder Join Date: May 2002 Posts: 32,480 Rep Power: 179	glad to see you didnt end up roadkill jeff. I think its about time you got yourself GPS man. Its a godsend on long journeys, you even get some hot robotic chick telling you the direction to turn and how far it is away, now I just need to reprogram it for some more interesting long distance conversations..... *imagines Jeff's onboard GPS woman shouting "For god sake man, slow the fuk down, blind bend ahead!"**

Jul 26, 2006, 05:24 PM	#5
Vikingod Int'l Fish Liaison Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: By the light of lamp I sit and type... Posts: 16,197 Rep Power: 112 System Specs	wow Jeff, thats an interesting story. The GPS probably isnt a bad idea, lol. Glad to see someone learned from a mistake, instead of just cursing the money and time lost.

Jul 26, 2006, 05:28 PM	#6
Drakon DriverHeaven Extreme Member Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Floatin'... Posts: 4,957 Rep Power: 0	Well you live and learn. Glad everything turned out ok

Jul 26, 2006, 06:11 PM	#8
pr0digal jenius Delete Me Join Date: Mar 2004 Posts: 14,648 Rep Power: 0	glad your OK bud and as for your GPS idea Allan...keep in mind GPS is often wrong.....there was a story a while back about a place in, I think it was actually Ireland or somewhere up that way, where the GPS directed you off of a cliff when attempting to get to a certain section of town

Jul 26, 2006, 07:02 PM	#13
Razgriz Intelligence? Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: On the edge of insanity Posts: 1,183 Rep Power: 55	haha z. Glad your ok jeff. We would've had to search for a new 2006 horndog of the year award. (it wouldn't have been to hard cough Neon cough) That cop sounded pretty shakin' up man, someone was defiantly watching over you that day. Any chance we could see that picture?

Jul 27, 2006, 11:46 AM	#18
Zardon DriverHeaven Founder Join Date: May 2002 Posts: 32,480 Rep Power: 179	jeff is this him on the far left?

Jul 27, 2006, 04:27 PM	Thread Starter #21
Falstaff Old Codger Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: USAFA Posts: 19,048 Rep Power: 207	Besides....his name was Sergio....LOL YMCA.... its fun to stay at the YMCA.... __________________ "Inspiration is always a surprising visitor."

Jul 30, 2006, 03:07 AM	#24
Robert McClelland PAX Tweaker, PAX Expert. Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: Somewhere in Wood County Ohio Same Town :) Posts: 10,668 Rep Power: 196 System Specs	Um Jeff no more speeding okie buddie __________________ "XTREME AUDIO IS CRAP!" "There no support for it. It's crapist card on face of the earth it should be throw into the sun" http://www.speedtest.net/result/1949536385.png correct the correct one now

Jul 30, 2006, 03:36 AM	#25
LuCifer DH sig maker! Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Fontucky Posts: 1,158 Rep Power: 0	Well glad to hear you're alright man.. __________________

Jul 30, 2006, 04:05 AM	#26
Dark Lord HardwareHeaven Extreme Member Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: Grand Rapids, MI Posts: 5,945 Rep Power: 125 System Specs	sounds like the state of new mexico needs to put up a few more signs on that spot. i know a couple of places around here that have really sharp turns. theres a line of signs telling you its comeing, slow down, blind turn, etc probably starting almost 200 ft back. __________________

Jul 30, 2006, 10:51 AM	#27
CDsDontBurn Lurking DriverHeaven Join Date: May 2003 Location: Southern California Posts: 22,795 Rep Power: 235 System Specs	so you now make two people on DH that have cheated death . but see, you still got to drive your car after having done so, i didn't __________________ Her First Day \| A year later

Jul 31, 2006, 05:21 AM	#28
Markius DriverHeaven Senior Member Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Australia Posts: 2,350 Rep Power: 0	Jeff, i hope you truly do realise how lucky you are...everything you couldve lost...and most importantly, what your kids wouldve lost (adult or not)Before i had my kids, i really didnt think to much about most of the things i did...but now...everything i do i think about them, i need to stay alive for them at the very least. Saying all that, very glad you are still here with us. __________________ DriverHeavens Aussie... "Lifes tragedy is that we get old too soon and wise too late"

Jul 31, 2006, 05:29 AM	Thread Starter #29
Falstaff Old Codger Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: USAFA Posts: 19,048 Rep Power: 207	I know what you mean...it makes the world of difference to just take it easy and slow down for a change...there isnt a damn thing I need to get to in a car that is worth dying for, got to stay alive for my kids.. __________________ "Inspiration is always a surprising visitor."