I was in a fairly bad accident when I was a little child. I don't remember much other than crying in my seat 
other than that, no bad car accidents, but two motorcycle accidents. The first was 100% my fault when I went to make a left turn I turned into the side of a pickup truck. no injuries, just lots of broken motorcycle.
The second I blame on the retard who decided that when his pickup truck failed that stopping it in the middle lane of the highway was a good idea. The SUV traveling in front of me blocked my view, and then swerved to the right last second. I tried to swerve to the left but my front wheel broke free from the pavement. Luckily I missed the truck myself and I had motorcycle gear on and escaped with 1 stomach rash (jacket rode up) and only the skin on my left knee got ripped off (extremely painful for the next few months).
They both seriously made me paranoid while driving for the next 6 months or more.








