Wednesday, September 8, 2010
A Thousand Words
During my tour in Iraq I had several near death experiences. I don't make a habit of speaking much about such things, but when I do I have found it very hard to find the words to express myself adequately.
I came so close to being killed many times, although each occurred under different circumstances, they all invested me with an incredible yet indescribable sense of being.
Yesterday my Grandmother forwarded me an email with this picture and the following caption:
Look at the picture above and you can see where this driver broke through the guardrail, on the right side of the culvert, where the people are standing on the road, pointing.
The pick-up was traveling about 75 mph from right to left when it crashed through the guardrail.
It flipped end-over-end, bounced off and across the culvert outlet and landed right side up on the left side of the culvert, facing the opposite direction from which the driver was traveling.
The 22-year-old driver and his 18-year-old passenger were unhurt except for minor cuts and bruises.
Now look at the second picture below...
Yeah... it's like that.
Thank you Lord and Lady, thank you.
Posted by WitchDoctorJoe