A first for everything

Well it had to happen sometime.. I had my first car accident. And let me tell you it was a little terrifying. I'm extremely lucky to be alive right now...

I was driving down the curvy hill on University into Provo. I went to slow down for a curve but I had hit ice and my brakes wouldn't work. I started fish tailing and smacked hard into the median. I spun around a couple times and ended up stopping RIGHT before the drop into the neighborhood below and facing backwards.

It kind of felt like the teacups ride at Disneyland except normally when I'm at Disneyland I don't think death is on my doorstep.

Just feet away was a pole I missed, and about fifty feet away was a biker. He ran over to me and asked me if I was ok. I was fine but I jumped out of the car to see the damage. 

Car damage was not even close to how bad I thought it would be...

See that pole right there? And the drop off into the houses behind me? Yeah I am SO lucky.

So me and Ron (the bicyclist) are chatting about what to do (I didn't know, I've never been in an accident--luckily Ron was experienced) this guy pulled over lower on the hill and ran up to us.

"Hey are you guys ok?"

I turn around.

No way.

It's Jackson Tate.

He's that cute guy I went on a date wht a couple weeks ago.

"Is that Jackson?!"

"Yeah.. *recognizes me* Amy are you ok?"

Anyway. The three of us talked for a whole about what to do. Then Ron rode off on his bike. Jackson drove off in his truck. And I turned around and drove away. (Luckily my tires had no damage or anything and I drove off--no harm done) 

Anyway. The funny thing is this is not the first time I've spun in this car. I've spun down a freeway ramp. And spun in the middle of 800 North. Heavenly Father is keeping me here for a reason!

But anyway. I'm ok :) the only thing injured is my poor Boomer (the Malibu)