Tramatic Moments

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Ok, I haven't been on in awhile, and I appoligize. Things have been busy here, I have been trying to find a job and get into my classes at HACC. Oh yeah, Amanda, when I was on campus I thought of you, I saw lots of squirrals :) Even though I am there I miss everyone there, I want to know what everyone has been up to :)

Anyways, to get on with the topic of my title, I am sure you are all wondering about. There was an incident that happend yesterday, a bad one that I figured I needed to get out and talk about it, since I'm still upset about it.

Yesterday morning I was headed to my Philosophy class which was held at one of the area high schools (its cool because we don't have to drive to harrisburg or lancaster) Because of Ivan it was pouring down rainning and the roads were horribly flooded. I was driving down towards the intersection to get onto Rt.30. The light was red and I was despertly tring to stop. Without thinking I slammed on the brakes (yes, I know now that I should have pumped my brakes instead) After stopping over the white line (thankfully I was the first person in line) my car stalled. I was frantically trying to get my car started when the car behind me started blowing its horn (the light was still red). Then all of a sudden I got rammed from behind. The horn blowing preceded the other car then rammed me again. I was so scared, I didn't even know what to do. Next thing I know the guy behind me is banging on my window yelling at me and telling me that I ruined his car. Since I'm a real crybaby, I tried to hold back my tears (I totally didn't know what to do) The guy didn't seem to get that this whole thing was all his fault, considering that he hit me. I told a friend later that day that I should have been the one that was angry. To continue on, he told me that he was going to follow me to the high school and then call the police. (I never even thought to get this name and information or even what kind of car he was driving, the only bad thing now is that he probably has my license plate number) I finally started my car and got to the high school, and for some reason he didn't follow me the whole way. I stood in the pouring rain as the police pulled in. I tried not to cry as I told the officer what happend. What was weird was that they showed up because the guy that rammed me appearently called them to say that I was running stop signs and stuff, which I wasn't. He mae that all up considering that I only came to one stop sign on my whole trip and I had to stop due to traffic. I would have been really upset if I would have gotten a ticket for something I didn't even do. Afterwards I felt so embarrased to go into school, I am sure that everyone saw me there with the police. Three cars showed up, a little overkill if you ask me.
Now I am just really worried that something bad will happen because that guy probably has my license plate number. At least I can say that I was not at fault. Idiots like that don't even deserve to drive.

Well, that was my tramatic moment, I feel a little bit better now that I have talked about it.



If you did run multiple stop signs, how did he catch up to you so that he could run into you twice?

I had my own car troubles during the rain Friday, but your story is worse than mine. What a horrible experience you had!

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