This past summer I went to the U.K. I went for three weeks to visit my family in Glasgow, Scotland. While there I really enjoyed my trip and everything seemed to be going fine. Until the final day. My dad was driving me to the airport. Now in the U.K. everyone drives on the opposite side of the road as most people know. We were driving on a road with four lanes, two going one way and two going in the opposite direction with a metal barricade separating the two directions. We were driving on the outside lane in my dad's girlfriend's car when suddenly we were rear ended by a lolly. (British transport truck) We spun out of control and our back end was slammed into the metal barricade. The force of this caused us to fly forward and hit the truck head on. We also flew a few feet of the ground. We were then slammed back into the barricade. The police had to use the jaws of life to get my dad out (everyone is fine now). The only damage done is I didn't (yet) get compinsated for my missed flight, my laptop was destroyed, and my dad's girlfriend is now a convertible.
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