Thanks to Quick reflexes, good tires, well-maintained brakes, and a collision detection alarm, I wasn't in an accident today when some dipshit pulled a typical columbus maneuver 3 vehicles up from me this afternoon...
...but I almost might as well have been, since the force of the deceleration still threw me forward, and I severely wrenched my right arm as I braced against the steering wheel. Everyone in central Ohio drives like they hand out driver's licenses in cereal boxes as it is, but this was one of the closer calls I've had in a minute, and it sucks that even though no collisions happened I still got injured. It hurts pretty bad even 5 hours later, and I'm going to try to sleep it off because we don't have anything other than ibuprofen in the house.
Most of the time when I type out the reasons I hate cars, I end up deleting them, because it's mostly me just being Petty and grumpy from having worked on them for 6 years now and it's not productive. This one I can't hold back on. Cars are extremely dangerous, even with all the safety measures, even in the hands of an excellent driver, just because every other person on the road is so unpredictable, and with the forces involved even if there isn't a collision there is still potential for serious injury. I'm in a lot of pain right now, but I still feel like I got off super fucking lucky.
Blrgh. I'm going to bed.
