So full story:

I'm in my dad's car (a 2003 blue Grand Prix) heading to my Grandma's house. We take 31, which is the major highway that runs through Kokomo where I live. We're going about 60 or so when a lady driving an old Dodge truck pulls out in front of us trying to cross 31. My dad panicked and swerved to avoid her and we hit a concrete divider and dove between two signs, and ended up in the ditch beside the road.

Everyone was okay, but the stupid woman driver started to pull away. I crawled out of the car and yelled at her "Hey! Stop! Get back here." She slowed down and finally stopped and came back. She asked if we were alright. I told her "NO. You just ran us off the road!". She didn't seem to cared about us.

My dad called for a tow truck and an accident report and the lady finally admitted to the cop that it was her fault. Stupid broad.

Oh, and my fiance's mom bought me Left 4 Dead. I haven't got to play it yet, but I was excited. Yay!