Last week our dryer died and we NEEDED to do laundry. I wanted to fix it but we didn't have the time so Wifey insisted we go to the laundromat one street over. So we go.

On the way back, a car that had been speeding was clipped by another speeding car and hit the center median lamp post, broke it, then was projected across the 3 lane road into a brick embankment. The car's trunk was vertical and the driver's seat was broken backwards. The driver was in the backseat and his head hanging out of the window with blood running down the back door of the white Cadillac.

We were about 3-4 cars behind the accident and saw the smoking engine. We pulled over to the shoulder and I ran up to the car and there were about 10 people standing around, 1 girl filming, and no one helping this guy. He looked dead. Zero movement, couldn't see any breathing, and a head wound to the back of his head. Checked his pulse and it was there. Got one of the bystanders to get me a towel while I checked him for more injuries and found none. My main concern was now a spinal injury. Got the towel and pushed it up into the wound to stop the bleeding.

Then called 911. All the while there were other people around telling me to do this or do that, as well as get the guy out of the car. I had to take control of the situation and get them to STFU very loudly that he wasn't being moved and this wasn't something to debate. I then explained spinal injuries to them. The 911 operator thanked me for that.

About 5 minutes later an ambulance showed up and the guy woke up as we were getting him on a stretcher. The medic asked him how he was going and the guy said "I'm great" as the towel being used to hold his head together was still there. Our 5 year old son asked if he was dead, and we could tell him that he wasn't dead.