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1985 Z/28. Manual. Red, with Orange (hideous in hindsight) interior seating option.
405 freeway, northbound, in Fountain Valley area. Rush hour. At that time the 405 center divider was fencing, held up by a steel cable. There was a dirt shoulder, not the diamond lane we have today.
I was in the lane 1, the "fast" lane. No passengers. Got cut off. Hit the brakes. Hit the car now in front of me, or go for the center divider? I went for the center divider, t-bone style.
The cable holding the fence flattened both A-pillars. The glass t-top exploded. The car was stopped from going to the other side of the freeway by the B-pillars, otherwise I would have been pin-balled by 405 southbound traffic.
I saw I was going into the fence, and I laid over into the passenger seat. Had I not done so, my head would have been separated from my shoulders. As it were, I was wearing my seat belt. Not a scratch. Sort of like a cable arrested carrier landing. I picked up a sliver of glass in my finger, brushing the t-top glass off my body. The glass came out on it's own about nine months later. Paramedics seemed happy, but my wife was happier.
Car was totaled. I went to the lot to pickup my personal stuff. Allstate paid. Out of Camaro until 2014 Z/28 came along. If the horse throws you, you get back in the saddle.
It just took Chevrolet almost 30 years to build me another saddle I liked.
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