The sound of a baby or toddler’s head against a wooden surface that would make me shudder.
Honestly, I didn’t know what to do. We saw this car with big puffs of thick dark smoke coming out of it by the road, we stopped and I went for the extinguisher in my trunk, tried to operate it (I was clueless). But when I reached the other car, in seconds just burst into flames on the inside and saw the driver burning so I went to open the handle and it was like trying to lift a frying pan out of an open fire (got a nasty burn for a while).
I felt powerless, useless, I could see the scene by just closing my eyes for months, remembering the sound of it and definitely the worst part was the smell. I often wonder what I should have done differently that could have helped that person (breaking the glass with the extinguisher, carrying and using a window breaking tool, forgetting about the extinguisher at all and just bolting straight to the car to take him out of it…)
The scenario will repeat at nauseam in my head every time I drive and see a stopped car or look at an extinguisher or someone mentions a fire or an accident.
Note: this happened a long ago with an old car, maybe cars nowadays aren’t as flammable.
The sound of a baby or toddler’s head against a wooden surface that would make me shudder.
Honestly, I didn’t know what to do. We saw this car with big puffs of thick dark smoke coming out of it by the road, we stopped and I went for the extinguisher in my trunk, tried to operate it (I was clueless). But when I reached the other car, in seconds just burst into flames on the inside and saw the driver burning so I went to open the handle and it was like trying to lift a frying pan out of an open fire (got a nasty burn for a while).
I felt powerless, useless, I could see the scene by just closing my eyes for months, remembering the sound of it and definitely the worst part was the smell. I often wonder what I should have done differently that could have helped that person (breaking the glass with the extinguisher, carrying and using a window breaking tool, forgetting about the extinguisher at all and just bolting straight to the car to take him out of it…)
The scenario will repeat at nauseam in my head every time I drive and see a stopped car or look at an extinguisher or someone mentions a fire or an accident.
Note: this happened a long ago with an old car, maybe cars nowadays aren’t as flammable.