Very true Johnny. What's surreal about it is that I've been through the junction hundreds of time but never from the side, always along the main road. When the lights changed I had no idea of the sequence, do I go first, do the opposite side go first etc, so I delayed a fraction of a second, the other side stayed stationary, oh I thought, I go first, I set off and as soon as I did the other side moved, bummer I thought as I was turning right, so I took my foot off the accelerator and that's what saved my life, 2 feet further and I would be dead.
The worst thing about the accident was I'd asked my Dad if I could borrow his car that night, he said no he had an early start on the trains the next day, he went to bed about 7 o'clock due to that, don't worry said my mum, as soon as he's asleep I'll get the keys, he'll never know. So when I got a taxi home that night I had to wake my Dad and tell him I'd been in an accident, is it bad he said, no, I don't think so, I said. We got a taxi back up to the accident and one half of the car was on some waste ground on one side and the road and the other end was on our side, I had no recollection of seeing it like that before. The car was my Dads pride and joy and I don't think he ever forgave me, we went over to the back end and the roof had a perfect shape of my head in it, the metal had just started to split open on the crown, as soon as I saw it my neck started hurting, weird.
