You'd be surprised. Back when I used to work at Ford (Dearborn) and commute to Detroit, I used to take the Southfield Freeway north during rush hour. I drove a full sized GM conversion van back then (solid metal and built like a tank).

The free way is 3 lanes wide north with a wide paved shoulder, and a divider on the left with three more lanes south.

Okay, well, one day I was driving home, and the left (south bound) side was bumper to bumper stopped due to some kind of accident, and cops were already on the scene there. I was in the right lane (north bound), and the cars were very slow and left of me. Up ahead something was going on.

I saw a little red car turn around and then start heading straight for me (the wrong way on the freeway). I started stopping, and I hoped the car would stop, but as it got closer, I saw it had no driver.

Knowing it couldn't stop, then, and knowing I couldn't dodge because of the traffic and a bridge wall to my right, I aimed my van straight at the car and let it hit me straight on.

Bam, the car hit me. I tried to back up, but the car was wedged under me. Now the traffic was stopped on both sides, and I had a little red car wedged under my van.

I got out of the van and looked at the car, and then I went to the back to open the rear doors and pull out my goose neck jack. A cop crossed the dividing wall and tried to tell me to get back in my vehicle, so I explained what I was doing.

I wedged the jack under my front bumper and raised my van high up to free myself of the car. Then I got in the van and tried to back out. But the car was still wedged.

So the cop got on the red car's hood and started jumping on it while I tried to back out, and finally we unwedged the two vehicles apart.

Now a lady who owned the red car came up. The cop told her to get in the car and move it off onto the shoulder.

The lady then started frantically, spastically saying something about how the car lost control and she jumped out of the car and how she wasn't going to go back in the car.

The cop said, "Lady, you just caused an accident."

I looked at the cop and said, "I'll move the car." I hopped in, made sure the car was still running, then turned the car around and put it on the shoulder.

When I got back the cop said I didn't have to make a report and let me go. I said thanks and drove on.

All I had from the car was some red paint on my bumper. The car front was crunched badly.

So you see, there are indeed frantic, bad, spastic drivers out there.

**smiles**