Sunday night I was driving the company vehicle, going to pick up a couple office chairs. I went to the gas station, bought some smokes, came back out, and as I was fumbling for my keys to get back in the van, this black guy from one of the pumps near me starts sprinting screaming "BAIL!". I looked through my windows to see what the hell was going on, and I see a car roaring right at me with a burning gas pump on his hood. So I immediately jumped in the van because he was 2 seconds away from nailing my passenger side and I didn't wanna get crushed. I jumped in and braced myself, hoping it wasn't gonna be too bad or there wasn't going to be an explosion or somethin. BOOM. Knocked my ass about 2 parking spots over, and damn near into the store. There was fire and smoke and shit everywhere so I got out and started running away. I didn't know if the whole station was gonna go up. All in all, I'm fine and the driver is ok. My back and tailbone is hurtin pretty damn bad. Turns out this old guy blacked out while driving on the street....
He somehow split the 2 posts where the gas pump was. There couldn't have been more than an inch on either side of his vehicle...
