Not So Much Terror...
...as the sheer inevitability that once a chain of events unfolds, one is relatively powerless to affect the eventual outcome.

Having been cut up on a very wet road, I swerved to avoid the front end of my car being hit, only to hit a large muddy puddle, which immediately spun me round. And round. And round. Into the armco, once, twice, three times.

The twunt that cut me up didn't stop, and Lord alone knows how the cars behind avoided me.

However, the kindness and concern of complete strangers in a situation like this did have a profound effect on me. They were ace, checking me out, moving my car, picking up the various pieces that fell off & putting them in the boot. The car was a complete write-off, & I escaped with a couple of bangs to the head, this being pre-airbag days.

The shaking and realisation of what might have happened (shock, I guess) didn't hit me for a couple of hours. I try to give back wherever I can after this.

Length? Over & done with in about 10 seconds I guess.
( The Lone Groover has mal des nuts., Mon 9 Apr 2012, 17:31, 1 reply)

Couldn't agree more and love the post.
My event was on the A4 London Road in slough in 2007. Got rear-ended by a BMW doing 50+ while waiting in traffic. Didn't have time to be scared but the people along the road were so kind it blew me away. Still send them xmas card every year.
( NooShmoo It's a fantazmagorical pile of ultra bollocks, Mon 9 Apr 2012, 19:30, closed)