Did you know?

That I have been hit by two cars by accident? And someone tried to run me over once but missed?

The first time I got hit by a car was actually my fault. I was young - and had been at Sunday School all morning drawing in chalk and what not.You know, the kinds of things Jesus would want kids to do. So after church everyone was gathering outside - it was a BEAUTIFUL day, and one of my classmates wanted to know which car was my family's.  The big blue wagon (many good times in that car) was parked on the other side of the street. Without looking, I darted out to go stand by the beauty. A car, which was going SUPER slow, couldn't stop and hit me. I managed to hobble/run back to the curb where I proceeded to get TONS of attention. That poor driver felt SO bad. They called the ambulance, then cancelled it. Damnit, I could have gotten an even MORE stylish ride. I basically had some nasty scrapes and was embarrassed for weeks to come. People would try to talk to me about it, but I would pretend I didn't remember.

The second time I got hit was in my neighborhood. I was crossing at a fairly busy intersection. I was in a cross walk, almost past the car that was at a dead stop (there was one of those red octagon signs). He accelerated into me. He didn't have time to pick up too much speed. I started screaming and banging on his hood. Bastard didn't even roll his window down to ask if I was OK. My friend that is a police officer encouraged me to file a report, as I had his license plate number. I was in some pain for a few days - and never did really follow up. Too much work. I have regretted that ever since. It's not OK to go around hitting people in crosswalks, ya know?

Now the person that tried to run me over would probably argue with me to this day that it was his goal. We had been dating - I was home from college on a break, and wanted to go to some strange party with my friend. He drove us there, but didn't like what was going on, so sped off. Trouble was, we were in his path. We were able to get out of the way. But he still says he was just angry and trying to leave. I can't remember the exact circumstances, and how long it took for us to recover from THAT incident. I think in the end we're both glad he missed though. We continue to be friends to this day. He's pretty wonderful.