…with a spare tire some fucknuggets across the highway median let loose.
this was just before rush hour traffic, so everyone was opened up to 70 mph, but the highway was also pretty crowded.
she saw the tire before it hit, and she tried to avoid it and go onto the shoulder, bu she couldn’t move in time and it hit the drivers side, tearing off the mirror and smashing in that side of the car. it hit the driver’s window directly, collapseing the door to the point where it won’t open, leaving huge body dents along the entire car, and, oh yeah, completley shattering the window, showering my mom with broken glass.
thank whatever holy prescences happend to be loitering there at the time, as my mother got out without a scratch, not even a tiny cut from all the glass. but it could’ve been much worse. if the tire had hit slightly differently, it could’ve gone through the window. she could’ve died.
anyway, she climbed out the door (which would still open from the inside only, if but barely) and shook the glass out of her clothes and hair. some guys in an insulation truck stopped to see if she was O.K., and someone on the other side of the road called 911 from a cellphone.
but, what really pisses me off is that all this time the [polyglot insult alert] kusotare irrumatori [/polyglot insult alert] who let loose the tire were sitting on the other side of the median, about 500 feet up, just watching the whole thing without coming over at all in the five or six minutes between the incedent and the plice arriving.
well, that’s all i have to say. well, except for this;
i hope demons beat you in hell with bats covered in broken glass and soaked in lemon juice, you goat-fellating crocodile-felching pieces of protozoan feces.
eat fish shit and die.