Coming home I drove into the wrong house and collided with a tree I don’t have.
I thought my window was down, but I found it was up when I put my head through it.
The guy was all over the road. I had to swerve a number of times before I hit him.
I had been driving for forty years when I fell asleep at the wheel and had an accident.
As I approached an intersection and sign suddenly appeared in a place where no stop sign had ever appeared before. I was unable to stop in time to avoid the accident.
My car was legally parked as it backed into another vehicle.
I told the police that I was not injured, but on removing my hat found that I had a fractured skull.
I was sure the old fellow would never make it to the other side of the road when I struck him.
The pedestrian had no idea which way to run as I ran over him.
I saw a slow moving, sad faced old gentleman as he bounced off the roof of my car.
The indirect cause of the accident was a little guy in a small car with a big mouth.
The telephone pole was approaching. I was attempting to swerve out of the way when I struck the front end.
Submitted by calamjo
Edited by Curtis