Two months ago yesterday, I went through a rather traumatic experience.
I totaled my new car.
It was a 2003 Suzuki Aerio GS, new off the lot. My parents really liked the car and felt it was safe (5 star crash ratings all around) and said they'd help make payments until I got a steady job after college. We got a great deal on it too.
Thus, I had a car during my senior year of college.
Rachel and I would go to her parents house for dinner on weekends. My roommates and I would go to Little Tokyo in L.A. for lunch on Saturdays. I'd drive myself to Ultimate Frisbee. I'd help carpool to Sunday services and Friday night College group.
But, two months ago, Rachel's brother, Jacob, was out visiting the college and staying in my dorm room that weekend, so we decided to all go down to Little Tokyo for lunch. In preparation, I made a Japanese Pop CD for the drive, and off we went.
Around 11:30AM, we just passed the Burbank airport going south on Interstate 5. I glanced right and saw the car to my right appear to be moving into my lane... into me! I reacted by looking left and saw the fast lane was open and attempted to change lanes to avoid the car on my right.
Lo and behold, a white SUV was in my blindspot and struck my back left taillight and we started spinning to the left. I never really had control of the car and did nothing but cry out, "Oh Lord!" Rachel was in the passenger seat crying, "Andrew!" And Jacob just held on in the backseat.
I remember at one point facing traffic and traveling backwards, the right side of my car was scraping up against the center divide. Then it turned a bit more such that we were perpendicular to traffic and the front end of the car was blocking the fast lane.
I asked if everyone was alright, and they all said yes, so I put my hands on them and we prayed a prayer of thanksgiving. We were all injury-free.
I stepped out of the car and saw a car stopped up the road from me. They were directly behind me and saw it all happen. I didn't have a cell phone so they offered theirs and I called my roommate, Mike, to come pick us up. Unfortunately, I was stressed and didn't give detailed enough directions and he never found where we were.
A tow truck was also behind me and was kind enough to move my car off to the right side of the road so traffic could continue through. Soon a CHP officer arrived and stopped traffic so he could move the car across.
I never saw who hit me when I moved in front of them. Jacob said he saw a white SUV stop at a call box then leave, but I never saw the car. The CHP officer said that because it was a one-car no injury accident he didn't have to file a report at the scene, giving me a point on my license, so all I'd have to do is file at a CHP office.
After AAA towed my car to a local lot, I attempted to call my parents with my calling card, but it died before I could call the cell phone and all I could do was leave a message at home.
We got lunch at a local mall, and four hours later, Rachel's Dad picked us up. As soon as he found out at work, he left from Thousand Oaks to pick us up.
We never made it to Little Tokyo that day. God didn't want us to. Nor did He want me to have that car at this time. It's only by his sovereignty that we walked away form that accident.
Think about it: spinning out at 70 MPH in midday traffic on I-5. By all means, we should be dead. But nothing really happened. Glass didn't shatter. The trunk didn't collapse. Airbags didn't go off. I didn't hit anyone in front of me. Just two cars, and one left.
See for yourself:
Interior | Front Right | Rear Left | Rear Right | Front left
Now, it's all about trust. Thankfully, insurance covered everything and we were able to get a small amount back. That money provided for the car rentals we needed to do the trips up to home and San Francisco after Graduation. The Lord provided and He will continue to provide. I just need to continue to trust Him more. It's still hard, especially when you have to put everything that was once in your car into a bucket and carry it back home again. I just took out everything at put it away here at home. But I'll do my best to trust Him. I'm not in control; I never was. I'm glad it's that way, I won't have it any other way.