spun across five lanes of highway traffic in an eight car accident. after slamming backwards into the guardrail, i went another hundred yards (could have been ten feet for all i know) before i realized i should hit the brakes. if i hadn't, i would have run over someone thrown from one of the other cars. as luck would have it (and i am the luckiest son of a bitch you'll ever know), i was able to drive home (though not in the same direction i was facing) and all that hurt me was the arch of my right foot (and that was from slipping in dog shit the night before). it's an experience i hope never ever to repeat.