It was all over in moments. She screamed as the other car made impact and pushed them to the side,the tires popping against the warm concrete. She had braced herself against the steering wheel, butJimmy was slow to respond. If it hadnt been for his seat belt, the moment of impact wouldve causedhim to land in her lap, and probably put his head through the window. As it was, the windshieldshattered and they were sprayed with glass, as the airbags deployed with a loud pop. She shielded herface, and felt the airbag hit her face and arms, but her husband wasnt in time. The dashboard and doorhad caved in on his side and the airbag snapped into his face. She screamed his name to wake him.Jimmy! she screamed and slowly he raised his head and looked at her, before his eyes rolled up in hishead. Jimmy! Are you all right?He didnt answer, just sat there, limp in the seat belt. There was blood running down his face, and helooked dead. She checked for a pulse and found one, but no matter what she did, she could not rousehim.Im going to get out and call 911, okay? she said, hoping he was listening. A bystander was comingover to check on them. In the distance, she could hear sirens, as she struggled with the door. She had toget out of the car; she was feeling trapped. There was glass all around her; her husband was limp in hisseatbelt. The door wouldnt open, and she screamed, tugging on the silver handle, finally hearing acreek as the door opened slightly. Red, blue, and white flashing lights met her vision, and she gave onefinal push. Ill be right back honey, I promise.***Ryan Vasser was driving down 3
street and had just approached Main when he saw a truck barrelingtowards the intersection in front of him. He quickly slowed down, hoping that the car crossing 3
wouldget out of the way in time. But he knew before it happened that it was too late. The truck plowed intothe car and pushed it a good 15-20 feet, almost rolling it. Ryan got out of his car, pulled a pen from hispants pocket and quickly scribbled the trucks license plate on his hand. He ran over to the other car asthe truck backed up and tried to speed away. It got all of one block down Main before a patrol car pulledit over.9-1-1, whats your emergency?