The night of my highschool graduation ended up being a classic example of what goes on in stories and tales. Although, this wasn't late at night, but an hour or so right after the graduation ceremony. My family and I decided to go out to dinner to celebrate my graduation. So we got in our cars and left. My family in one, me in the other. I had plans after dinner, so that's why I took my own. Looking back, I would have been better off going with them. But on our way to the pizzeria, I had to get on the highway to get there. Right as I got on, a doe ran right in front of my car, do the classic example: stopped and looked straight into my headlights. I was going decently fast, maybe 50-60 on a 70 MPH speed limit. I panicked, this has never happened to me before. So I swerved right to stay out of traffic and into the grass. Somehow, I managed to get my car back on the highway, but as I did, I must of jerked the steering wheel too hard as I flipped my car. So what did I do? I held on tight and wished for the best. If I remember right, my car flipped about 3 times before it stayed up high and then fell back down right side up. When I got out the car, it amazed me that I didn't have a single scratch on me.
I keep asking myself, "What could I have done to keep my car from getting totaled?" There are a few things that pass, but in the end, I think I made the right decision.
Unfortunately, I couldn't take any pictures of the wreck as the police lights were strobing. And how come they always tell your car insurance company that you wrecked, although the wreck did not involve anyone else but you, and your rates will increase because of it? I never did like that shady area. Seems like it is just a pull for the insurance companies to get more money. Greedy insurance companies.