By Jacob Martin
February 06, 2006
I left work at about 7:00pm, when I got into my car I decided to click in my seatbelt. No rhyme or reason just thought that I should. I passed my house about 11 miles north and thought a bit of a drive sounded like a good idea. Turned up my music and away I went. Everything was going good, no premonitions of what was about to come, just a lot of processing. Next thing I knew I was in a ditch with the front end of the car buried in muskeg and a smell of smoke from the air bags. I had hit hard enough to deploy the airbags and break the windsheild.
I unbuckled my SEATBELT and steped out of the car. I had suffered no injuries just a sore right forearm and sore right shoulder from when I threw my arm accross my forehead to protect it.
I don't know what it was that made me decide to wear my seatbelt that night but I do know that I am clicking it in everytime I step into a car from this point on.
About: Jacob Martin is a lifetime resident of Ketchikan, AK
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