On the morning of October 1st, I was on my way to work. It was a beautiful, sunny day – the kind that has all the promise of a good day.
Then a mile away from work, a woman ran a stop sign at a highway intersection right in front of me. I slammed on my breaks, but there wasn’t enough time to stop and I hit her. The impact was a pain like I have never felt before.
19 days later, I’m still in a great deal of pain. I broke my left arm in two places, my left collar bone, and my left fibula. I had extensive bruising, and the seat belt restrained me so hard it cut through the top layers of my skin and bled.
My life changed on October 1st. But it did not end. And I want to thank you for that. At the end of that day, I could walk out of that hospital because the car you built did its job – it saved my life.