We had a case like this in my home town in Colorado some 15 years ago: three friends left a bar at night and let their visually impaired friend drive. At 100+mpg they hit a huge traffic light pole.
It took three flatbed trucks to move away all the thousands of pieces (of car and bodies).
Oh Jeebus. I’m thinking the reddish stain at around 0:42 is the “human remains”. I crossed myself seeing that, and I’m not even religious. That is DEEPLY fucked.
Good chance of that but since both front seats were still in place and the air bag deployed there is a good chance the driver survived.
I had a coworker who previously had been an insurance inspector, he said the worst one he had ever seen was when a car hit a guardrail that was still damaged from a previous collision, causing the guardrail to penetrate through the entire passenger side of the vehicle, passenger included.
I am so glad that I didn’t have to work that wreck. I saw some bad ones back when I was a volunteer fireman in 1989 & 1990. I worked several fatality accidents including one where an SUV hit the back of a stopped semi at 70 mph+. Found the bodies in the median on the opposite side of the road. Nearly tripped on one of the bodies in the dark in the tall grass.
another video dubbed with with some person’s shitty music selection.
Yah, it’s one of my many pet peeves.
On another note, if the car came to rest with the second utility pole up against the upright portion of the rear seat after shearing the first pole off at ground level and the only way to tell what make the car was is by observing the emblem on the rear hatch, the driver was going way, Way WAY too fast.
many share your pet peeve. First sheared pole was a concrete job with rebar. Yikes. Guessing that cut the car in half, back half still going fast enough to be impaled on second pole, front part (with engine, therefore conservation of energy / momentum) continued on. . . . . . . .
Seen that far too many times as a Paramedic. The worst part about the accidents are the smells – years ago, engine coolant was always green, and every time I smelled coolant, my brain would also smell the rest of those death smells. About two years before I left the Service and concentrated on being a mechanic, red-coloured coolant was brought out…….. to those engineers who thought that up: fuck you.
Speed kills so play it safe, buy a Ford.
I witnessed an motorcyclist rear end an stopped car at high speed and in an split second his helmet with its contents went bouncy bouncing right past me. I will never forget the sound it made. At least he felt no pain, but in retrospect stupid should hurt!
I worked in a hospital in the early ’70s. There was this guy who had a known history of being suicidal. On this particular occasion, he had smeared a VW Beetle around a big electrical transmission pylon. His injury was a broken ankle. God did not want him to die. And we had to figure out how to keep him safe until we could get a transfer to one of the state’s mental institutions.
Many years as a volunteer FF/EMT. Saw quite a few bad scenes. Smells absolutet stay with you, and can bring back long-suppressed memories, perhaps better than sights or sounds. Too many tragedies, many were avoidable. Those involving kids still bother me.
As a volunteer fireman many years ago, we got called out to a motorcycle wreck that killed two brothers. The drunk out-of-towners got ejected from a bar and on their way out of town at high speed, dumped the bike on a curve. One brother was found DRT in the middle of the road. We could not find the second until somebody looked up. This was on the side of a mountain and the second brother was up in a tree, also DRT.
I always liked DRT, dead right there… we used to get that notation in ER from the EMTs and PM when they brought in a stiff so the doc could call the time….
The question is left unanswered: How fast should the car?
Since it’s not really a question, I guess we’ll never know what was being asked, nor the answer.
Was called to tow a car in South Cackalacky one day. Car was cut in three pieces. Front end was wayyy out in the woods. Back end was closer but still well off the road. The ‘center’ included part of the frame, roof, both the drivers and passenger doors and the very thin remains of the driver neatly wrapped around a tree just off the shoulder. I doubt the driver ever felt a thing.
We had a case like this in my home town in Colorado some 15 years ago: three friends left a bar at night and let their visually impaired friend drive. At 100+mpg they hit a huge traffic light pole.
It took three flatbed trucks to move away all the thousands of pieces (of car and bodies).
Oh Jeebus. I’m thinking the reddish stain at around 0:42 is the “human remains”. I crossed myself seeing that, and I’m not even religious. That is DEEPLY fucked.
Or Catholic either…
Good chance of that but since both front seats were still in place and the air bag deployed there is a good chance the driver survived.
I had a coworker who previously had been an insurance inspector, he said the worst one he had ever seen was when a car hit a guardrail that was still damaged from a previous collision, causing the guardrail to penetrate through the entire passenger side of the vehicle, passenger included.
I am so glad that I didn’t have to work that wreck. I saw some bad ones back when I was a volunteer fireman in 1989 & 1990. I worked several fatality accidents including one where an SUV hit the back of a stopped semi at 70 mph+. Found the bodies in the median on the opposite side of the road. Nearly tripped on one of the bodies in the dark in the tall grass.
Better than 120 mph to do that kind of shear.
Hey, at least the air bags deployed…
When it absolutely, positively HAS to be there when the FRESH DONUTS sign come on.
another video dubbed with with some person’s shitty music selection.
Yah, it’s one of my many pet peeves.
On another note, if the car came to rest with the second utility pole up against the upright portion of the rear seat after shearing the first pole off at ground level and the only way to tell what make the car was is by observing the emblem on the rear hatch, the driver was going way, Way WAY too fast.
many share your pet peeve. First sheared pole was a concrete job with rebar. Yikes. Guessing that cut the car in half, back half still going fast enough to be impaled on second pole, front part (with engine, therefore conservation of energy / momentum) continued on. . . . . . . .
Who knew a VW could go that fast?
Seen that far too many times as a Paramedic. The worst part about the accidents are the smells – years ago, engine coolant was always green, and every time I smelled coolant, my brain would also smell the rest of those death smells. About two years before I left the Service and concentrated on being a mechanic, red-coloured coolant was brought out…….. to those engineers who thought that up: fuck you.
Speed kills so play it safe, buy a Ford.
I witnessed an motorcyclist rear end an stopped car at high speed and in an split second his helmet with its contents went bouncy bouncing right past me. I will never forget the sound it made. At least he felt no pain, but in retrospect stupid should hurt!
I worked in a hospital in the early ’70s. There was this guy who had a known history of being suicidal. On this particular occasion, he had smeared a VW Beetle around a big electrical transmission pylon. His injury was a broken ankle. God did not want him to die. And we had to figure out how to keep him safe until we could get a transfer to one of the state’s mental institutions.
“Holy Sheeeeeit.” … I totally concur.
Many years as a volunteer FF/EMT. Saw quite a few bad scenes. Smells absolutet stay with you, and can bring back long-suppressed memories, perhaps better than sights or sounds. Too many tragedies, many were avoidable. Those involving kids still bother me.
As a volunteer fireman many years ago, we got called out to a motorcycle wreck that killed two brothers. The drunk out-of-towners got ejected from a bar and on their way out of town at high speed, dumped the bike on a curve. One brother was found DRT in the middle of the road. We could not find the second until somebody looked up. This was on the side of a mountain and the second brother was up in a tree, also DRT.
I always liked DRT, dead right there… we used to get that notation in ER from the EMTs and PM when they brought in a stiff so the doc could call the time….
This was my cousin’s boy.
He was trying out a brand new license.
https://q961.com/washburn-teen-severely-injured-in-high-speed-crash/
He survived with only a leg lost and was playing soccer within 18 months.
Look at where the tree ended up nearly into the back seat.
Very lucky to be alive!
VERY lucky there was a Good Samaritan on scene to pull him out !!
The question is left unanswered: How fast should the car?
Since it’s not really a question, I guess we’ll never know what was being asked, nor the answer.
Was called to tow a car in South Cackalacky one day. Car was cut in three pieces. Front end was wayyy out in the woods. Back end was closer but still well off the road. The ‘center’ included part of the frame, roof, both the drivers and passenger doors and the very thin remains of the driver neatly wrapped around a tree just off the shoulder. I doubt the driver ever felt a thing.