The year was 1992. I was driving my Skoda Estelle back from the Lake District late at night and I overtook a lorry on the A65 (near Skipton) on a long straight section of the road. The driver of the lorry got a bit cross for some reason, flashed me and I wake up in hospital a few days later. That whole section of my life is still missing to this day.
I blacked out due to the light from the lorries headlight hitting the blind spot of my eye and overloading my brain.
This was because, unbeknown to me I was suffering from Cornea Kerataconus so the light hitting my eye was being deflected by my odd shapped cornea.
According to the police and reports from my mum and dad the car was totally destroyed and only the fact that Skoda Estelles has big steel bars in the doors stopped me being killed. I was going to take my mums Metro but changed my mind. Had I had done so I would be dead. I destroyed three double decker lengths of dry stone wall and ended up in a field outside (!) the car.
Some internal bleeding and what they initially thought was a spinal injury turned out to be just bruising - thank Zod!
The odd thing is my mate who was in the passenger seat got some whiplash but otherwise was walking about at the scene. Although he did bang his head during the crash and also didn't remember the actual impact.
Always had a soft spot for Skoda and I owe my life to one.
Contact lenses/glasses have corrected my eye sight problem but I am still cautious driving at night!
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