I was in McDonough Ga, today just down the street from the new Summit warehouse, around 3:00 o'clock.I was parked at a railroad intersection waiting on the train to go by.I look to the right and see a large power truck/boom truck parked on the tracks. Look to the left and see this train going at least 60 mph. WOW! what a noise that inpact made.I have never seen anything like that in my life.What a rush!There was about 5 workers running from the wreck area,thank goodness no one got hurt.The sad news is I had a video camera just that morning and took it out of my truck.Boy I would have loved to post that here.I was the first one at the cross bars,and and was to excited to be scared.
Once in a life time!
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i was behind a guy on a narrow country road.when he got to the train tracks and stopped ,looked down the track and saw a train down the tracks. he took off to x the train track. he never looked the other way up the tracks .he was hit by an amtrak train. it hit right behind the passenger door on a long wheel base chevy pickup. like you said what a scary sight. the train he saw was a freight train waiting on a side track for the amtrack. when the amtrack came around the turn i heard the horn and he never looked in the direction of the passenger train. he was focused on the side railed waiting freight train.
Pretty cool stuff, especially if noone got hurt. Nothing better than a little serious property damage to get the blood flowing 
When I lived in So Cal there was an intersection in South El Monte where there were 2 sets of tracks. Sometimes a rtain would stop and be blocking half the street. At the time it seemed like once a month some fool would get tired of waiting and go around the gates instead of going to the other street (about 2 miles out of the way) and get slammed by a train on the second set of tracks. It also seemed like it was always a minivan loaded with kids.
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When I lived in So Cal there was an intersection in South El Monte where there were 2 sets of tracks. Sometimes a rtain would stop and be blocking half the street. At the time it seemed like once a month some fool would get tired of waiting and go around the gates instead of going to the other street (about 2 miles out of the way) and get slammed by a train on the second set of tracks. It also seemed like it was always a minivan loaded with kids.
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i used to drive a tow trk part time, when you come to a crash scene you have to block it out while taking care of the scene then when i get home i think about what i seen while i was there,makes me sick some times because i did not know if i would have to respond to a call and see it be a famliy member,i'm glad i did not see a fatality while i was towing, bill
I was on the phone talking to my wife Sunday,she was the passenger as my daughter drove, and I here a "Holy S#$" then the phone goes dead. She calls back about 2 minutes later, the car in front of them t bones a truck making a illegal left. the car gets totaled truck gets dented and fortunately for airbags nobody is injured. But talk about a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach until I finally got them on the phone. Jim
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i was a kid working at a lumber yard, i was coming back from lunch, when a roach coach (a guy that serviced my yard, and was an arrogant ass) pulls threw our switch track, around the safety arms and has his truck explode from impact of a mile long freight train.
it went threw that truck, like a brick threw a paper towel. i still have scars from digging him out of the coach. the sheet metal roof ripped up my arms pretty good. i shut of all the gas lines and put him on the side of the road, as he tells me his cook is still in the truck. i look everywhere in the debris, but couldn't find her anywhere. as i literally looked up and scratched my head, i see a body about a 1/4 mile away. i get there and sure enough, it's the cook. i've never seen a body that swollen. about six months later, i got a call from a lawyer, and somehow she survived a six month coma.
the driver's wife came in screaming at me, because of my witness statement. they were "steriotypical" new yorkers (i have many new york friends, and none act like these people) and came in screaming and threatening me, not to testify, and that i had a vendetta against them.
i pulled this, ass gasket, out of his rig, injured myself doing it, put my life on the line to make sure he and his cook were safe, called rescue personal, and secured his $ in a safe place till he came and got it, but somehow my telling the truth in court, was a personal vendetta. what a putz.
i think he got to sit in jail for a year (they found a open container in the truck), and a few years probation, nothing like what his poor cook had to endure.....
it went threw that truck, like a brick threw a paper towel. i still have scars from digging him out of the coach. the sheet metal roof ripped up my arms pretty good. i shut of all the gas lines and put him on the side of the road, as he tells me his cook is still in the truck. i look everywhere in the debris, but couldn't find her anywhere. as i literally looked up and scratched my head, i see a body about a 1/4 mile away. i get there and sure enough, it's the cook. i've never seen a body that swollen. about six months later, i got a call from a lawyer, and somehow she survived a six month coma.
the driver's wife came in screaming at me, because of my witness statement. they were "steriotypical" new yorkers (i have many new york friends, and none act like these people) and came in screaming and threatening me, not to testify, and that i had a vendetta against them.
i pulled this, ass gasket, out of his rig, injured myself doing it, put my life on the line to make sure he and his cook were safe, called rescue personal, and secured his $ in a safe place till he came and got it, but somehow my telling the truth in court, was a personal vendetta. what a putz.
i think he got to sit in jail for a year (they found a open container in the truck), and a few years probation, nothing like what his poor cook had to endure.....
The worst thing I saw happened practically in front of me at a very busy intersection at a hwy.
I am sitting the furthest left lane of a double left turn lane with some buses next to me in the other lane. I notice two teens on bikes from the other side of the hwy zip through traffic and make it to the center divider right next to me. They sit a bs for about 30 seconds. All of a sudden one of the kids takes off and crosses in front of me and the buses pedaling like a madman
What he did not see was that there were still vehicles shielded from his view by the buses. This is a 50 mph zone by the way. I hear tires squealing and look over to my right.
Everything went into super slow motion, I see the nose of a car appear next to the buses and all I can do is frickin' watch. The bike take the brunt of the impact as it is pulled out from underneath him; his feet must have hit the front of the hood and caused his torso to rotate as he hits the top of the windshield. Next thing you know he is tossed up into the air and forward off to the side the car like a rag doll. He bounces and skids to a stop on the pavement but he is alive. I hear more tires squealing as other panic cars trying stop. Luckily for the kid, there were further behind the Honda and able to stop before the intersection.
People get out of there cars and cautiously enter the intersection to help the kid. The police are there within 30 seconds and I can hear more sirens. The kid is screaming but he is not paralyzed. I had to leave as traffic was being directed.
Had the driver been driving a larger more flat faced vehicle instead of a small low pointy nosed Prelude, I don't think the kid would have made it.
Once in a lifetime witnessing that is one too many for me.
I am sitting the furthest left lane of a double left turn lane with some buses next to me in the other lane. I notice two teens on bikes from the other side of the hwy zip through traffic and make it to the center divider right next to me. They sit a bs for about 30 seconds. All of a sudden one of the kids takes off and crosses in front of me and the buses pedaling like a madman
What he did not see was that there were still vehicles shielded from his view by the buses. This is a 50 mph zone by the way. I hear tires squealing and look over to my right.
Everything went into super slow motion, I see the nose of a car appear next to the buses and all I can do is frickin' watch. The bike take the brunt of the impact as it is pulled out from underneath him; his feet must have hit the front of the hood and caused his torso to rotate as he hits the top of the windshield. Next thing you know he is tossed up into the air and forward off to the side the car like a rag doll. He bounces and skids to a stop on the pavement but he is alive. I hear more tires squealing as other panic cars trying stop. Luckily for the kid, there were further behind the Honda and able to stop before the intersection.
People get out of there cars and cautiously enter the intersection to help the kid. The police are there within 30 seconds and I can hear more sirens. The kid is screaming but he is not paralyzed. I had to leave as traffic was being directed.
Had the driver been driving a larger more flat faced vehicle instead of a small low pointy nosed Prelude, I don't think the kid would have made it.
Once in a lifetime witnessing that is one too many for me.
Again, its the sound as much as anything that gets me.
I've been in a few over the years, everyone has been in one or two, I've been in 3 potentially deadly accidents, you can't guard against the other guy. The visual memories of the accidents have faded but the sound remains.
After my motorcycle accident I was laying in bed about 2 weeks later and heard two crotch rockets blasting down the road, followed by some kind of V8 muscle car burning tires...even though it was not a crash sound the combination sent chills up my spine! My mind associated the burning tires with the brakes locking up and the motorcycle engines with the sound it made when my back wheel came off the ground (tee-bone) I can picture every detail of the sounds of my two most recent accidents. Not pleasant.
I think auditory memories last much longer than visual memories, in fact, visual memories are supposed to be the weakest of all. There have been some studies that indicate this. Your mind makes all kinds of free associations that you have no idea where they come from, but they may in fact be sparked by something you hear or smell.
I've been in a few over the years, everyone has been in one or two, I've been in 3 potentially deadly accidents, you can't guard against the other guy. The visual memories of the accidents have faded but the sound remains.
After my motorcycle accident I was laying in bed about 2 weeks later and heard two crotch rockets blasting down the road, followed by some kind of V8 muscle car burning tires...even though it was not a crash sound the combination sent chills up my spine! My mind associated the burning tires with the brakes locking up and the motorcycle engines with the sound it made when my back wheel came off the ground (tee-bone) I can picture every detail of the sounds of my two most recent accidents. Not pleasant.
I think auditory memories last much longer than visual memories, in fact, visual memories are supposed to be the weakest of all. There have been some studies that indicate this. Your mind makes all kinds of free associations that you have no idea where they come from, but they may in fact be sparked by something you hear or smell.
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i was a truck driver for quite a few years, and if any of you have been a driver, you know all the crazy stuff we see. i was headed home early, one day. i was to get home early, p/up my wife, and head to a stevie nicks concert. as i was headed home, i started to make the incline to the freeway. a cal trans worker, was in the center divider, looking threw a transit. a kid in a vw jetta lost control of his ride, and hit this guy at the knees doing about 45 m.p.h. this guys face collapsed the roof of the car, threw him about 40 ft. in the air, to come down and land, shoulders first. i blocked traffic with my car, to keep him from getting hit again, and tried my best to keep his air passage open and c.p.r administered. his name was jeffery hull, and if your out there, you are the toughest s.o.b. i've ever seen, cause i hear he lived threw it.
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