ScarletBlood31
Buckeye in Blacksburg
Ok, so today I have a day off of school, and out of nowhere I had the idea to go golfing, and asked my friend, and he decided to come with me. So keep in mind I haven't golfed since late July/early August of 2005, so I was trying to shake off the rust. We had played about 6 holes (on a 2 p.m. till dark special for $17.50), and had been driving a cart around. It's just me and my buddy, and of course we aren't exactly driving the cart flawlessly. The two of us are swerving around the turns, flooring it down hills, spinning out around corners, and just plain being idiots. Around the 6th or 7th hole, I had to cut back to go get my ball that I had passed. I had started going down a hill towards the fairway, and turned quickly towards my ball. I flipped the golf cart. Let me tell you, I have never gone from such a fun time to getting the smile slapped off my face so quickly. The momentum of us going down the hill, and then turning the cart had flipped the cart over towards the driver's side (my side). I was scared shitless. As soon as we had come to a stop, I immediately checked with my friend to make sure he was OK, and then I did a quick check of my arms, legs, teeth, and head to make sure I wasn't seriously hurt. We climbed out of the cart, and flipped the cart back up right away to make sure someone didn't see it on the way by. My arm was killing me, I had some bruises and cuts on my face, cuts on my arm, and my friend faired better with just a cut on his arm and a sore hip.
Now I'm a moderately-religious guy, but I had never felt so blessed in my life. The roof of the cart had been a foot from slamming into my head on the way down, I could have broken an arm or leg, opened up a big gash somewhere, or broken my neck. The ironic thing is, when I'm driving a car, I'm the most cautious driver in the world. I use my signals, don't speed, don't turn on the radio, wear my seat belt, and everything. But I guess I mistreated the golf cart as too much of a game, and I learned my lesson from it. My left arm took most of the force on the way down, and right now it's cut up a little bit and I have a bruise the size of my palm on my tricep. My whole arm is pretty numb and hurts like hell now (3 1/2 hours later), and besides some bruises on my face and leg, everything else is fine. I'm thankful that I took most of the fall during the accident because I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if my friend had gotten hurt pretty bad because my of carelessness (but in my defense, he was initiating a lot of the horseplay).
So after driving through to the clubhouse area (its a pretty cheap golf course, so it was basically a little shop with a snack bar), we took a break, and I sat there, with my arm throbbing. We ended up going back out so he could play some more, and it started to get pretty cold. So of course while he's driving (both of us are significantly more cautious now), the cart dies out on him. We push the cart about 3 or 4 holes, with me holding the steering wheel, and eventually a maintenance guy comes by and helps us out. I ended up having to quickly get a sweatshirt on so my mom didn't see the bruises, and so far she doesn't know about the whole thing, because she would probably freak out if I told her.
So call me a careless teenager, but I really learned a lesson today. I thank God that nothing serious happened, and am glad that I got this kind of wake-up call on a golf course, and not out on the road in a car. My cell phone screen cracked, but I'll probably be able to last out my contract because it can still make and receive calls. But it's amazing how quickly your priorities change, and you start to realize what is important during a second of panic like that. If you've ever been in some kind of automobile/motored accident, you know the rush and the split second that you realize that you're about to crash. A lot of you may not read this, but if you did I thought that I'd just share with you my mistake, so that you may have a chance to take that extra precaution, and think for a second before you do something that could endanger yourself or others. I know that I will.
Now I'm a moderately-religious guy, but I had never felt so blessed in my life. The roof of the cart had been a foot from slamming into my head on the way down, I could have broken an arm or leg, opened up a big gash somewhere, or broken my neck. The ironic thing is, when I'm driving a car, I'm the most cautious driver in the world. I use my signals, don't speed, don't turn on the radio, wear my seat belt, and everything. But I guess I mistreated the golf cart as too much of a game, and I learned my lesson from it. My left arm took most of the force on the way down, and right now it's cut up a little bit and I have a bruise the size of my palm on my tricep. My whole arm is pretty numb and hurts like hell now (3 1/2 hours later), and besides some bruises on my face and leg, everything else is fine. I'm thankful that I took most of the fall during the accident because I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if my friend had gotten hurt pretty bad because my of carelessness (but in my defense, he was initiating a lot of the horseplay).
So after driving through to the clubhouse area (its a pretty cheap golf course, so it was basically a little shop with a snack bar), we took a break, and I sat there, with my arm throbbing. We ended up going back out so he could play some more, and it started to get pretty cold. So of course while he's driving (both of us are significantly more cautious now), the cart dies out on him. We push the cart about 3 or 4 holes, with me holding the steering wheel, and eventually a maintenance guy comes by and helps us out. I ended up having to quickly get a sweatshirt on so my mom didn't see the bruises, and so far she doesn't know about the whole thing, because she would probably freak out if I told her.
So call me a careless teenager, but I really learned a lesson today. I thank God that nothing serious happened, and am glad that I got this kind of wake-up call on a golf course, and not out on the road in a car. My cell phone screen cracked, but I'll probably be able to last out my contract because it can still make and receive calls. But it's amazing how quickly your priorities change, and you start to realize what is important during a second of panic like that. If you've ever been in some kind of automobile/motored accident, you know the rush and the split second that you realize that you're about to crash. A lot of you may not read this, but if you did I thought that I'd just share with you my mistake, so that you may have a chance to take that extra precaution, and think for a second before you do something that could endanger yourself or others. I know that I will.
