F.ound O.n the R.oad D.ead?...I almost was!
NEW JERSEY -- An angel must have been riding with me in the passenger seat of my 2003 Ford Escape on June 2, 2005...I was lucky to have survived my accident. My tale of woe begins when I received a recall notice for the accelerator cable for my vehicle in January 2005. Although I promptly had the vehicle serviced at the dealership from which it had been purchased this seemed to not matter in my case. A mere 5 months later, as I was driving home from work one evening, the accelerator pedal stuck down to the floor of my vehicle and the brakes wouldn't engage. As I was fast approaching an intersection where vehicles were stopped at a red light and a gas station stood on the corner, my vehicle was still accelerating on its own, now at about 50mph. So I took a deep breath, said a quick prayer, and jerked the steering wheel to the right onto someone's lawn just to get off of the road. I somehow managed to drive in between two trees but didn't see the next one that broke my fall. As I sat there bleeding profusely and trapped in my mangled vehicle until rescue workers could cut me out all I could do was thank God that I didn't kill anyone.
I hired an attorney, who sought the expertise of both an automotive engineer and a mechanic, but to no avail. They determined that there was no obvious evidence of a manufacturer's defect. Since I couldn't afford to pursue this on my own I had to drop the case. Although I'll never be compensated by Ford for my pain and suffering (which includes surgery to repair the open compound fracture of my elbow and the torn ligament in my wrist, the chip fracture in my hip socket, and the nightmares which often wake me) at the very least I have Ford to thank for the overdue vacation from work that I finally got to take (3 months of disability), for the motivation to finally start a workout routine (weekly visits to physical therapy), and for the get-out-of-jail-free card to help me get through airport security/metal detectors (metal implants id card).