Thursday night, Feb. 4, at about 9 PM in the rain, we were driving home from wrestling practice on Cahaba Valley Rd. (Hwy 119) near the Shelby Library. An 86 year old man and his wife were driving from the opposite direction when apparently he decided he liked my lane better than his. He quickly turned into my lane and it appeared to me that he was deliberately aiming for my car. There was nowhere to go and if even there was, there was no time to react. Blam! Head on collision. He never even tried to stop. Somehow we ended up in a deep ditch off the side of the road.
Andres and I were in severe pain. My neck and back were all twisted up and my chest hurt when breathing. Andres hurt his neck, shoulder, and hit his head on the back of my seat. As you can see from the pictures, the seat belt cut deep into his throat. They took us by ambulance in cervical collars and on backboards. When we were released, we could barely walk.
The old man’s wife died, and from what I understand, the old man is in stable condition with a broken leg and broken hip. Sadly he’s going to have to live with the fact that he killed his wife, but he should feel fortunate that he did not kill us too. This might sound harsh, but why in the world was an 86 year old man driving in the rain and in the dark?
My car:
Their car:
Some of our battle scars.
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