Reply #3: Can't choose between 3

[flvegan]

1. 1985 Ford Mustang. Car in my lane, passing, headed at me. Last moment, hit the brakes, swerved away from oncoming traffic. Telephone pole to my side of the car at 40 mph. 15 stitches. Would've been worse going passenger/girlfriend side first into traffic.

2. 1987 Buick Grand National. Yellow light. Dumbass in a VW Cabrio turns in front of me. I swerve hard, as t-boning her would kill her. Impact, then on to the huge concrete light pole. Driver's door won't open. Kick open the passenger door. Plot revenge for killing my GN.

3. 1990-somthing Mitsubishi Galant. Clearwater, FL. Drunk ass woman pulls out in front of us. Nail her. Damn near flip. She tries to drive off. I run into the street and grab her bumper that she left behind in the accident. Attached...her license plate.

I was driving in the first two. According to officials, I also wasn't supposed to live through them.