Curator's Note: This was written shortly after a car accident from my iPhone, while waiting for the police to arrive. A passing motorist had taken my wife, baby and dog away from the crash to the safety of her mother’s. (And I only corrected one spelling mistake for required clarity, the rest is as-is.  I’m a professional, baby)

I was driving on the Whitemud, going over Cornell bridge. I hit some ice or something. I spun out and headed for the railing of the bridge. Janine was screaming like crazy. I could not make the truck go the way I wanted it to.

I pictured going over into the water. I didn't have any reaction to this. I was just visualizing what was likely to happen next. Janine was screaming. We hit the side of the bridge railing and thank God we bounced off, back into traffic. Now 180 degrees the wrong direction. I hit a jeep. We kept spinning until we rested 270 degrees from our original direction.

Traffic slowed around us. I got out and grabbed Nathan from his car seat. Janine had grabbed the dog. We swapped. A woman stopped her car so we could sit in it so Nathan wouldn't be cold

the fireman showed up and told us to move our vehicles. All the other drivers are so rude to us. Swearing at us to get the fuck off the road and stopp delaying their commute. I almost drove off a bridge today with my entire family in the truck. Fuck you back, I believe your Christmas shopping trip can be delayed due to traffic.

That was isanely fucking scary. I am so thankful everyone is alive and okay. I wonder if the cops will gethere soon