That happened to a friend of mine when we were in high school, thankfully her family lived on the second floor. The car ran off the road and into her house right below her bedroom while she was asleep right above where the car went. She woke up and thought we were having an earthquake and then realized "Wait a minute, we're in Massachusetts, we don't GET those ..." and then was fully awake and realized what had happened. Thankfully in their case, there were no tenants on the first floor so no people were hurt but the drunk driver in the car.
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Holy Crap is right!!! We see this on the news here at least once a week it seems that a car goes crashing into a house. Why is this happening so much?
Please tell us the rest of the story......
Here is what happened to the Ed and Tucker..
Ed was sitting on the back of D's chair, the impact knocked him off the chair and into the pile of stuff.....
His collar got knocked off in the excitement and I found him sitting under the bed, stunned and not really wanting to get out from under there.
Tucker ran down the stairs and into the basement - a place he usually stays out of.
We had to pack them up and go to a hotel for the night. The cops, fire dept. and ambulance wrapped everything up at about 2 a.m..... When we got settled there the dog barked at every noise and since the airport next door - a hub for UPS - they begin to send out planes at about 4:30 a.m.
I think I heard every single one taking off.
We slept on and off and spent a very restless night, tossing and turning.....
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On Saturday, we went back to the house, the FD helped us out by putting plastic sheeting across the opening, so we called a handyman to put some ply-wood over the hole. It needed three sheets of 4x8 foot plywood to cover the gap.
On Sunday we went back to start the process of cleaning up, I am amazed and totally puzzled by the lack of injuries and thankful that it wasn't more serious.
I saw pieces of wood that were six to eight feet long, some with five inch framing nails sticking out of the ends, pieces of wood that had spintered into 12, 16, 20 inch long spears and thank god that no one was impaled.
There were three double hung, double paned windows that were on the wall the car hit and they pivoted toward the other side of the room, away from us.
The lower part of the outside wall was brick, not the facade brick, but real honest-to-george bricks that flew into the dining room, about 35 feet, D pointed out a box of envelopes that were on the shelf that landed, unopened against the wall.
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The path the driver took was a pretty wild one too.
The house is on the cross bar of a T-intersection. He came off the main drag, ran up on a neighbor's lawn for a bout 50 to sixty yards, flew off the curb, across the street, up our curb and ran up our lawn.
The craziest thing?
The tire tracks ended at the walkway that curbed up to the front door.
He had compressed the suspension of the car when he went off the curb across the street, up our curb and finally the slope of the lawn launched him into the house, right at the edge of the cement walkway.
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I have always thought that people, who are in accidents or some kind of other trauma, who use the terms, "it was like a warzone" or "I thought a bomb went off" were being overly dramatic.
I have never been in a warzone or near bombs going off, but I do know that that was one of the most violent events I have ever been in and would not wish that on anyone, period.
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I almost died last April and this past Friday dodged a major bullet.
I think I have seven lives left, but am really not interested in finding out just how many.
I can't answer why or how I am so lucky--I did tell the fire man that I felt like I was F***y, a contraction of the term Effin-Lucky.
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So tomorrow the insurance company and the contractor will be back at the house, to begin the process of getting us back into the house.
For the record, the people at State Farm Insurance have been great, I know that some people may have had a bad experience with them or another company, but until then?
I guess I'll have to let you know what happens....
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Being that it's white, I'm not so sure, Junior don't roll without a sponsor!
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