The first one was when I turned left at an intersection during a protected green light and a station wagon ran her red and hit my poor little sedan on the passenger side. Minor injuries, but WTH.

The second one I remember a lot more clearly because it was scarier. I was driving my friend home at night (in another sedan). Then, from nearly out of nowhere, this big smurfing black truck rolled over/semi-somersaulted over the median from the opposite road into ours. I instinctively braked. It hit my side and then kind of rolled against it. I still remember how it felt. Like, I was too shocked to feel the pain, but I felt metal crush in and press against my arm and broken glass--anyway. The car somehow landed somewhere behind us, upside-down. According to my friend, we blacked out for a few minutes. 911 came. My door was crushed in so they had to pry it off to get me out. I had a gash on my knee from it hitting the area under my steering wheel. From the entire ordeal, my friend got a minor concussion, glass cuts and bruises. I had bruises, glass cuts, and had to see a chiropractor for the next year. Oh, and I was terrified of driving for the next two years.

The guy who crashed into us (and had the nerve to say that the water from the night sprinklers made him swerve... even though that sprinklers came on AFTER the accident) worked at the same hospital my friend got her check-ups at. Apparently, some nurse told her how the guy was in an accident and was going around telling everyone and rallying sympathy when it was his fault.

There were some funny things to come out of it, though. My aunt (who lived with us at the time) was really into Korean dramas, and while she, my family, and my friend's family (they're Korean) were in the hospital, began getting into some long, joyous conversation with my friend's mom about dramas.

Also, at the time we crashed, I had my FFVIII soundtrack playing on my car's CD player. It was still going when we woke up.