I was driving home along the bay and was run off the road. It was have a head on or veer left. Out of nowhere I was hit by high beam, vehicle crossing the road onto my side. I went over a 50 metre cliff, landed on a rock ledge. It was just one almighty crash woops Im falling off a clilff, bye cruel world and then BANG and a flash of fire. It was from the busted carby I reckon. Fuel was burning on the engine block, the sea breeze was fanning the fire and smoke toward me.
I got out of the seatbelt OK, but couldnt move. I had to crawl over the seats to the back of the car. The front and side were crushed, too small for me to get out of what was left of the window space. I was trying to kick out what was left of the back windscreen. The panel of glass was shattered and compressed, smoke was billowing in. By now, blood was streaming down my face, I was disorientated. I didnt know which way was up. I moved around to try to force my way through the gap I had kicked in the windscreen.
Just as I got my head through the window, a tyre blew. I was starting to think that I wouldnt make it. No one was around, I dunno, maybe this took 10 seconds. I turned to God, I said aloud, "Any chance of one of those miracles mate?"
All of a sudden, I was grabbed by the Balls and reefed out of the car as it exploded!
Id like to thank Mr. and Mrs. Ball for rescuing me!