I got in a really bad accident in a Toyota vehicle, but I feel like the safety of the vehicle and God really saved my life.
Whitney Houston rear-ended a city bus with her sports car, but no one was hurt. She said she didn't know what happened. One minute she was concentrating on the big white line, and the next, boom!
If a car came through a window anywhere near me, I'd be freaking out for three days!
As I was coming out of the closet, our car was hurtling over an embankment.
I was driving in Norway and found myself on pure ice. I lightly pressed the brakes but I still started skidding. The car spun round and round and collided head on with another car coming in the other direction. There was a five or ten-second period where I blacked out.
I pull out on the highway, and a truck hit my driver's door going 70 miles an hour. Took off my right leg from the knee down; broke 20 something bones.
On the night of June 30, 1990, a minibus in which I was travelling was involved in a head-on collision on a road near Latina, in the region of Lazio, near Rome.
My sisters were in that van.
I have crashed on a motorcycle that was going at 140mph, so I know what it feels like.
After being bombarded endlessly by road-safety propaganda it was almost a relief to find myself in an actual accident.
Cycling is such a stupid sport. Next time you are in a car travelling at 40mph think about jumping out - naked. That's what it's like when we crash.
