about two years after I passed my test,travelling down a 40 limit at 32 when I caught sight of a figure on the path and then a unaccompanied pram came out between two parked cars, I hit it, stopped dead and jumped down from the cab.
Then mum appeared and shouted at the now visible 6-7 year old girl who had pushed her dolls pram out into the road in a temper fit. Mum retrieved pram from the road where I had pushed it over, glared at me tugged hold of the little girl and went on her way.
Frightened the bejasus out of me
M5 northbound just passed Cullompton services. about 3 1/2 yrs ago.
It was a Polish chap that had fallen from the high bridge that passes over the motorway.
i was the 4th and last to hit him poor bloke’
the coroners court came back with accidental death due to not enough evidence of suicide or suspicious circumstances
Work made me take the following night off but i was back the next night.
Unfortunately just three weeks after passing my car driving test (many years ago!) I had the sad event of a 5 year old girl fall out of a car in front of me on a motorway after the door swing open… I don’t know whether she died hitting the road but I ran straight over her.
even now over 30 years later I am very concerned if I see either a child loose leaning on a car door or if the door is not properly closed
I’ve bagged a couple of cyclists in my time…one at the top of Brixton Hill 30 years ago when he cycled straight out onto the zebra crossing without any cares…he cared when I knocked him off with my transit! And about 5/6 years ago a drunk cycled off the pavement at a pedestrian crossing and slammed into the side of the truck, I was doing the 30 and he’s lucky I wasn’t a second later. Both were fine.
Can’t wait too see how many pages this gets to 
There will be the fantasists, the liars, the alter-egos,
the near misses, the my mate/brother/father/(insert other family members here) told me.
the sock’puppets no.1,2,3 etc saying if you were awake and concentrating and not speeding it wouldn’t have happened.
Away you go : open door !!
pierrot 14:
Can’t wait too see how many pages this gets to
There will be the fantasists, the liars, the alter-egos,
the near misses, the my mate/brother/father/(insert other family members here) told me.
the sock’puppets no.1,2,3 etc saying if you were awake and concentrating and not speeding it wouldn’t have happened.Away you go : open door !!
I tend to find that those most likely to dismiss stories are those most likely to tell them in the first place, in other words people tend to judge others based on their own ideals and flaws… But with the increasing amount of muppets and sock puppets on here at the mo you’re probably right 
My own “story” was about 14yrs ago when I was driving taxi’s, I had a school run to cover the rental as many do, one morning taking the two girls (and the ■■■■■■) to school a 13 ~ 14yr old girl just stepped off the crowded (with other secondary school kids) pavement straight in front of me, her head hit the windscreen on the passenger side with enough force to crack the screen in a nice circular almost spiderweb like pattern, I immediately got out and ran around to the front to where she was now sat on the road looking up at me screaming with such a terrified look on her face the look on her face alone ■■■■ near broke me!
She had absolutely no injuries (other than a headache I should imagine) and was up and being consoled by her mother (who arrived on scene PDQ as they lived close to where it happened) and her friends, she was intending to run across the road to her friends house and thankfully her friends mother witnessed the whole incident from her doorstep and corroborated that it was no fault of mine (as did the girl albeit slightly embarrassed) to the police, who had me sat in the back of a patrol car under caution and breathalysed.
I thank there not being a more dire end to this story down to one simple thing, a lorry.
The aforementioned lorry was coming the other way and me being a lorry driver myself was more sympathetic to his needs and slowed to allow him to come through the narrowed gap, he however just saw a taxi coming toward him and (rightly in most situations) erred on the side of caution and flashed me through, it was then as i started to proceed the girl did her headbutt a taxi routine.
pierrot 14:
Can’t wait too see how many pages this gets to
There will be the fantasists, the liars, the alter-egos,
the near misses, the my mate/brother/father/(insert other family members here) told me.
the sock’puppets no.1,2,3 etc saying if you were awake and concentrating and not speeding it wouldn’t have happened.Away you go : open door !!
Deleted my true stories due to this ndc/Rdc boring tedious wa nka .
Beetlejuice:
pierrot 14:
Can’t wait too see how many pages this gets to
There will be the fantasists, the liars, the alter-egos,
the near misses, the my mate/brother/father/(insert other family members here) told me.
the sock’puppets no.1,2,3 etc saying if you were awake and concentrating and not speeding it wouldn’t have happened.Away you go : open door !!
Deleted m6 true stories due to this ndc/Rdc boring [zb] .
What happened on the M6?
Beetlejuice:
pierrot 14:
Can’t wait too see how many pages this gets to
There will be the fantasists, the liars, the alter-egos,
the near misses, the my mate/brother/father/(insert other family members here) told me.
the sock’puppets no.1,2,3 etc saying if you were awake and concentrating and not speeding it wouldn’t have happened.Away you go : open door !!
Deleted my true stories due to this ndc/Rdc boring tedious wa nka .
Personal dig at me BJ?
Reef:
I tend to find that those most likely to dismiss stories are those most likely to tell them in the first place, in other words people tend to judge others based on their own ideals and flaws… But with the increasing amount of muppets and sock puppets on here at the mo you’re probably right
Then after this intro, you go straight in with your own fantastic little story. The little details made it such a great read of how she had suffered only a headache (you imagine) the mother who lived only a stones throw away, the look on the girls face that near broke you, all this and then the image of you sat in the back of the police car under caution. It has everything, the punch line pointing the fact of how great you were.
I read an interesting article on the BBC news website a few weeks ago about a woman in the USA who knocked down an killed a five year old boy while driving her car home from college
This happened in the mid seventies and although she was completely exonerated from any blame as witnesses testified that she was not to blame, this tragic accident completely changed her life and still haunts her today, she never completed her studies, never married and never had children of her own, the death of that child cast a dark shadow over her whole existence
Got knocked down myself many moons ago, I was stood on the kerb when an ambulance came up the road on a call, (bells ringing) caught me down my right side and sent me bouncing down the path. Fractured skull, leg broken in two places.
Think I’ve told this before, but here goes: Passed test in August '64 at 17 years old… December 23rd same year driving along Streatham High Rd, last in line of traffic going over the bridge at the station about 9.00 pm. A drunk that was about 50 foot away from the crossing misjudged it and ran into the the side of me dads minor 1,000 van that I’d borrowed. I got out and put my jacket over him as he laid there with his brains hanging out: the front o/s corner of the van body caught him in the head. An old copper and a younger one came and the younger one gave me a ticket cos me number plate bulb had blown… ■■■■■■■■. Anyway, witnesses at the bus stop went to the inquest where I was exonerated from all blame. Getting a ticket was counselling in those days. 
My Grandad knocked a young lad over once and he never drove after that that said it was the worst moment of his life even though it was the lads fault for running out behind the ice cream van, fortunately the boy didn’t sustain serious injuries.
I had a running battle with my best mate .
He would walk out into the road to make me stop then pull faces or generally take the pee .
One day I saw him and instead of slowing down I changed down and accelerated he realised at the last minute and had to do the full stunt man dive over the hedge , but he wasn’t quite quick enough and I clipped his foot causing him to flat spin over the hedge .
I stopped and got out just as he emerged from the field , all you could see of his features and clothing was two bright wide shocked eyes , he was covered from head to toe in thick black mud and cow ■■■ , it was dripping off his nose all he said was Yooooouuuu!
He waited almost a year to have retribution, I would never walk in front of anything he was driving, it came one day as I jumped out of his car to use a phone box down a country lane , as I got to the rear of the car he dropped the clutch and covered me from head to toe in that gooey mess that you only get down country lanes in a wet October.
He thought it was hilarious until he realised that I would have to travel in his car covered in muck .
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15 years ago…
Was working for an agency and had taken waste paper to Darwen north of Bolton. Empty artic and heading back down A666 I’m in a 30 limit but not a built up area and there’s a bus on the other side of road at a bus stop. Just as I’m passing the bus a young lad runs into the road from behind it, straight in front of my Scania. I can still hear the bang as he hit the grill.
There were pedestrians at the kerbside, they ran into the road to tend to him. I couldn’t see him, thought he’d gone under the truck but he hadn’t - he’d bounced off the grill and landed about 2 foot in front. I couldn’t move. Was just frozen in my seat. A fella came to my door and asked if I was ok, told he the lad was alive. I was obviously a mess.
Ambulance and police came, impounded lorry, took lad away and I was taken to hospital but was ok. It was at the hospital I discovered the lad had a few broken bones but was going to live. I cried like a baby. Mate came over from Sheffield and took me home.
Few weeks later police came over for a statement. Told me not to worry, taco showed I wasn’t speeding and had in fact hit the brake before I’d hit him. Relieved was an understatement.
Few months later I get a letter to appear at crown court - wtf?? I ring the copper and he tells me I’m called as a witness. Turns out the lad had been chased into the road by 2 others and they were being done for it. In the end one went guilty and the other went to trial so I appeared in CC for all of 15 minutes to give my account.
Never found out the result.
Here’s a clip from the local paper
Christmas Eve 1999, about 4:30pm M62 eastbound between the exit and entry slip road of J27, was dark, windy and was raining.
What happened? A drunken pedestrian tried to cross the motorway but only got as far as the bonnet of my car.
Back in the late 1950’s I was riding with dad past RAF Benson and a young girl fell out of a Jaguar saloon in front and rolled over and over along the road and went under the front of his Foden eight wheeler. She was unhurt apart for cuts from where the road had been chipped! 
Dad thought it was some luggage, it really shook him up when he spotted it was a girl.
Pete.
one of our drivers ran over a bridge jumperin Notts , the truck / tri when it was released by police was meant to go straight back and sorted , but whoever decided to get it tipped first , I didn’t realise what had happened when I first saw it on bay next to me , said to my mate wtf have you done with that , mudgaurds tore apart , mess , he said your not meant to see it , it’s the one where the person who jumped off bridge went under , he told me he hadn’t just gone under he’d been dragged up and wheels , last I heard theyd not been identified
this is why when people say they know what there doing when they decide to jump , I don’t agree , no one in there right mind would go through that type of death
I also worked with a lad at another company , he pulled up at traffic lights , drunk walked out of pub and lent on front/ corner of truck , lad didn’t know , pulled away and he ended up under wheels and killed , lad was devastated , in bits , drunk blokes family were great , they told him it wasn’t his faul , took him along while until he could face driving , boss went out with him but he’d just freeze at traffic lights / crossing , frightened to pull away , even though boss was saying your ok , I left so I don’t know what happened to lad , whether he got over it or not
My late farther was trying to teach me how to drive our petrol/parrafin grey Ferguson tractor when he told me to release the clutch. I did but he didn’t exit stage left quick enough so I am heading into a field out of control having run dad over he duely gets up and hobbles after me and gets me to depress the clutch again.
The first and last driving lesson