Several days ago I was backing my car out of my driveway and I still don't know whether the accelerator pedal jammed or the floor mat got stuck underneath it. The car raced and the brake pedal did nothing to slow it down. It went down the driveway across the street and up another driveway. The car bounced off the corner of a brick house and went about 6 feet onto their neighbor's lawn.
I'm ok, just got bumped on the side of my head, I guess I hit the window. Thankful that there was no traffic and no one was home across the street -- their little kids add typically out playing in the snow.
The back of my car looks totalled.
I guess I must be feeling some PTSD -- loud noises are startling me, and I'm still feeling in my head, neck, shoulders the momentum of backing up. I'm reliving it some -- whether if I had pulled the emergency brake or put car in neutral or... or...
So it's this weird combination of halfway reliving the trauma and halfway the denial, of trying to rewrite it in my head.
Terrifying though. A freak accident.
I wish I could turn back time, erase those few seconds snd have a do-over.