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I used to try and stay quiet about issues that may come back at me at a later stage… but you may just have an interest in hearing this story…

on the 7th September 2004, I was picked up by my partner from my work as a youth worker after an average night working with young people in one of the community areas that I had been brought up in as well as spent some time hanging around in my earlier youth…

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I was excited about the new prospect of going to university to study community education after thinking that I would never even consider it for the last ten years or so… I piled loads of borrowed books from a friend into the back seat of my girl friends car and jumped into the front passenger seat…

I for some strange reason did not put my seat belt on at the start of the journey… in fact looking back on it there were a few strange things that I done that night… one being that when my manager asked me ‘are you in a hurry to get out of here (as in work)’ I truly felt an urge to stay in work and did not really want to go home, even though I was tired and usually would be out of the door as fast as the rest of them after a fair nights good slog working in youth work…

wo drove about 400 yards and remember slowly pulling my seat belt over me, clink… then less than 100 yards along the road… there was a strange swerve in the car in our lane way ahead in the road in front of me… there seemed to be something of a hazard up ahead… but we were travelling at or under the speed limit as she was always a careful driver… ’so we should be OK’ i thought…

NEXT THING… a pair of high beamed head lights at a strange angle hurtled around the bend at the top of the road… “They are flying” I kind of busted out, I knew there was a real problem strait away… milliseconds later “They are hitting us” I shouted in a very scared and child like voice… I then for a very short but scary time in my life thought that I was staring death in the face… this car was really speeding close to us… “its coming right at us… FU**”… the car hit their side of the road on the curb then skidded towards our side, hit our curb and skelped us head on… slightly to my passenger side…

I thought that it was all over… amazing sounds travel through my system, even now while writing this… the tremendous banging of the vehicle we were in leaving the tarmac and spinning in the air, I lifted my knees to my chest and tried to cover my face, just from fear if nothing else… BANG then another… then a strange pause.. silence… maybe for a millionth of a second, but it felt like a long time as I tried to get my bearings,as though I had taken a shot to the chest…

The car was smokey, the smell of gun powder hit me from me as a reminder from my childhood as the airbag had went off… I could not work out the last seconds, did not quite understand where I was or what had happened to me, or… well anything for that short space of time…

I started to take a panic attack… the first time in my life I had ever experienced anything like it… I realised that I had to get out of this car, I turned to my partner in realisation that I was not alone… she was not moving, not a whimper… what sprung to mind (funnily enough) was an advert for road safety, where the couple are in an accident and the boy lifts his partners burst head from the steering wheel to reveal a mangled reck of a face)… I really at this point nearly ended myself… I thought my life was over… I thought I had witnessed the death of my girl…

I had lost all my sense of direction, did not know where I was, and for a split second did not know what had happened to us.  Eventually I realied that we had to get out of the car fast, the smell of fuel was overwhelming, and I knew that we were in danger of going up in smoke… My door hjad been budged back from the force and would not open.  I was still in the fetal position that I put myself in on impact, I tried to put my feet down on the foor of the car but my floor pan had come in a bit towards me and I did not have any room.

Sarah was still out cold and I started to panick, I shouted at the boys who were scrambling away from the green Ford Mondeo… I was very angry with them, especially because they had ran away not knowing if we were ok or even alive.

It was hard to tell how many were in the other car, turns out that there were three of them, known car theifs from paisley (Carma will get them in the end). They had also been assisted out of thier car by a youth, who decided not to be a witness, I can totally understand why he would not be up for going to court against anyone, but I was disapointed in him for not being brave enough.

One of the boys was left in the other car by his so called mates, he soon got moving when I started shouting my head off when I eventually managed to get out sarah’s door.  She came round and was weeping, scared and hurt.

By the time we sat at the back of the car we were pretty shaken up, loads of people had gathered, but again, not one person had to guts to go as a witness out of the people who seen the boys.

To be continued … soon!

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