One winter night in the freezing rain we had so many car accidents that we did not even get to go back to the station. One area it was a almost constant activity of vehicles in the ditch, vehicles in the river, vehicle rollovers. We had the patrol car, ambulance and rescue truck sitting along side the road just waiting for the next one as it was a 30 minutes response time from the station.
Sure enough here comes a vehicle and loses it and slides across the road striking the other bank and here it comes back towards us this time, it bounces right between the ambulance and patrol car and back across the road it goes sliding faster and faster. It again hits the opposite bank and this time it hits an area that is not as slick and flips over and rolls over and back onto its side as we watch. It continues to slide down the middle of the highway on its drivers side.
We are all trying to run after it but can not maintain our footing either so we go off the road into the deep snow and continue to try and make it towards the vehicle which now is slowing down.
It finally comes to a halt, still on its drivers side and we see no movement. All of a sudden the passenger door opens up and two great big black men in three piece suits start crawling out of the vehicle. They seem fine from where we are still struggling to get to them. They walk around the vehicle looking at it and then go over and shove and lift the car right back onto its tires and get in and drive off.
I don't know what they do for a living, dressed up like they were going to the prom with the strength of an elephant. They put that car back on its wheels as easy as we pick up a bag of groceries.
So glad no one was hurt as we stood there with our mouths hanging open watching them drive off in their scratched up dented car being the only damage we could see.
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