Flash: We are all going to die, so live now! Chronicles

When I told this story, many people said, “I never did what you did.”

The ambulance and fire brigade arrived after two hours. I (in a red jacket) stand still and exhale.

This is a chronicle. This means that the content is the writer’s own opinion.

When I drove a moped, car, mc, karting and racing in the 80’s fatal accidents or serious accidents happened almost every year. I have always handled the situation icy cold, done my job on the spot without feeling fear, stress or confusion. During these accidents, you learn a lot about yourself.

Are you asking me now, as I sit here on the patio in the summer heat and enjoy, what would I do if I came as the first person to a frontal collision with blood, unconscious people, heads through windshields and broken legs in the middle of nowhere? Then I would quickly answer: GET PANIC!

This is exactly what happened to me in the late 90’s. We were going to go out to a sea ice and drove on a private road with poor mobile coverage, somewhere at Rörbäcksnäs near the Norwegian border. My entourage rides in the back of a Volvo S40 that we will be photographing on Lötensjön. It has snowed a couple of centimeters thin light powder snow lying on the road.

We do not drive fast, perhaps at 60–70 km / h. It’s minus 25 degrees and the sun is shining, not a cloud in the sky. In the middle of a crest, with the sun in my eyes, I meet an old Mercedes. I keep away from the ditch on the narrow road while I look in the rearview mirror and see that the car behind is not visible in the snow smoke, and PANG, without someone releasing the gas, they head-on collide right behind me.

I stand on the brake pedal and start running towards the two smoking cars, Volvo has driven about ten meters backwards from the collision site, into the woods. The Mercedes stands across the narrow forest road.

It is now extremely quiet, just thick smoke from the fronts of the cars pouring up in the winter cold. I stop and think: I’m not trained for this …

But I run forward, disconnects the battery cable from the pole so that the battery does not short circuit and starts a fire, as it smells like gasoline, and liquids pump and spray in all directions. I call the emergency service but come to Norway and try to explain where we are in the middle of the wilderness.

I open the door on the right side and get into the car, get rid of the woman who is sitting unconscious and has her head 5-10 cm through the windshield, blood is splashing everywhere in the car.

I start to untangle the man’s legs which are in small pieces and are stuck in the pedals, he wakes up and screams hysterically in pain, but I am afraid that the car will start to burn and that he will be stuck in the pedals so I continue to untangle the bone pieces.

I open the tailgate, finds their suitcases and empties all clothes over them as it is very cold and I am afraid it will take time for the fire brigade and ambulance to find us. Which it did, only after two hours did they come and I was praised for the work I had done with the cars and the damaged ones.

Both the fire brigade and the ambulance staff wanted to take me to the hospital after everything I had been through, but I said it was calm. I felt focused and collected, a little dull in the knees but maybe more clear in the skull than ever. On the way there, when I came out on the main road after half an hour, I stopped at the side of the road and started shaking and crying hysterically. Then came the shock.

When I told this story, many people said, “I never did what you did.”

I think they’m wrong, when you have no choice and there is no one there who can take responsibility, nature takes over and gives you peace, you become insensitive and focused, you simply want to save those who are injured, you feel no stress or fear or paralysis of action, you do what you can simply, calmly and methodically. I think nature has given us that.

So afterwards as I write this I feel like wow, I can not do this, but I did, and so do you if you have to.

Life plays us many pranks on the way to the last sigh, every time I have been through things, or hear about friends who have fallen off the stick in various unpleasant diseases or accidents lurking around the corner, I feel like I want to drive more hot cars, more motorcycles and maps, play more with friends, travel more and meet people who make me happy.

Do the same.

Source: Senaste nytt från auto motor & sport by www.mestmotor.se.

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