Ok I was travelin north on 635 between bruton and scyene/military. Im doin 75 mph in the middle left lane. I was passin this dude on my right an there was an 18 wheeler on my left. I look over and the rear tires are about a foot from my window so i cut the wheel to the right, barely missing the dude on the right of me and the dude next to him. This is when it started going in slow motion. I looked out my left window then my right. I felt my rear tires sliding around me so i cut the wheel to the left and punched it, but it was too late. Then i looked up and saw the guardrail under new market comin at me. The last thing i thought was, "SHIT, my dads gonna kill my ass!" Then white airbag. It was real foggy for a couple a minutes after that. The first thing i remember is opening the door with my broken arm. I couldnt feel it through the adrenaline. Then the next thing i know, Im laying on the concrete under the bridge and there is a lady holding my hand and stroking my head telling me that im gonna be alright. It must have been a pretty badass wreck cause there was like 25 maybe 30 people that stopped to see if i was alive. Then i felt the pain. I look down and my arm looks like a friggin spaghetti noodle. They got me to the hospital and bandaged me up. Im lucky to be alive.Simply put, I love life. Everything about being alive. Until you become deaths nextdoor neighbor you wont realize how much of a party it is and how much you would miss if you were dead. So do what you want to do and dont let anyone tell you otherwise. Remember you only have ONE life to live. Oh ya, also.....
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