It was in 2002

My mama was driving me and my sister to my grandfathers house, it was a second foggy, I must have been like 500 feet from the house when I was hit. You see, there is a main road the has a small cling road come off of it, my Mom turned the car to growth off onto the gravel road, when a drunk driving a extend fire truck slammed into the side of our wagon train the side I was sit in. Our van flipped into a ditch on the side of the road, and the truck was just damaged, I guess the gate openers on the front of the tuck helped. Mom started getting really scared that the van would blow up. Se pushed herself come in of the car, and got my sister and I out of the car. My sister had a gashed knee, and I had a cut neck and a upset(a) clavicle. The owner of the house we crashed in front of must have heard the accident and helped, I think someone put us on their flatbed and helped get the broken glass off of me and my sister. Im sure it wasnt the volunteer firefighter, he was busy sli ght with our van. A cop showed up, then an ambulance, then a tow truck.Now heres the toss part, the cop saw the volunteer firefighter go in our van and turn off the lights, then he walked over to the cop and attempt to tell him that our lights were not on when we had the accident- he was obviously drunk. The firefighter was interpreted to the police station, and he was somehow let go. I cant remember actually well but he was arrested a year later for another(prenominal) drunk driving thing, I heard this from the cop, he was our friend. But yeah, thats my story, if you desire to hear more of what happened, um do something. I will be checking in forever so yeah. Bye.