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Nick of Time

Not sure what or how long a Nick is but today was a day to remember.  I was talking to a buddy of mine over the cell phone, minding my business along a sidewalk of a store front.  I heard it before I saw it.  Suddenly a white sedan was bearing down on me.   Accelerating as it kept coming and there was nowhere for it to go but through me, into the place of business.  The other option as the scene unfolded would have been to avoid hitting me and hit a tree.  If I was able to move out.

I did.

And the car promptly aided by its driver kept going and slammed into the plum tree.  Parked in straight line on the same sidewalk where I had a conversation underway seconds ago.

This is what it looked like after it was all done.
Sign in the store seems to suggest something to the driver?

The driver a 94 year old female relatively put together walked out after someone helped extract her from her seat.  I called the local police.

Luckily for everyone outside the vehicle it ended well.  The business did not get damaged and neither did anyone else on the road or parking lot.

Pedal confusion is what it was and General Motors looked like a hero.  The sedan while busted in the front did not cause any other damage to the occupant.

Gave me the shudder for sure.  Perhaps a Festivus Miracle!

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