Well,kinda... Anyways,me and my friend Brian were driving home Saturday evening,and neither of us had had much sleep the night before.It's about a 2 hour journey back home,and I was drifting in and out of sleep the whole way...until,with about half an hour to go,we arrived onto the motorway outside Limerick,the city I study in...We were still cruising along at about 100 kph,when I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the car was drifting right,towards the side of the road. Wow,Brian must be really tired too,his drivings all over the place,I thought to myself...Then I noticed we were still drifting,now on the grass verge,about to hit the crash barrier! So I screamed at Brian,and he jerked the wheel away from the barrier,but not until after we had hit it,broken off the mirror and smashed the drivers side window!We careened across two lanes of traffic and slowed to a stop at the other side of the road. It seems Brian had fallen asleep momentarily,and those 3 seconds were all we needed for that to happen.I can't believe how lucky we were to come out of that relatively unscathed...Lucky I was awake after an hour and a half asleep,lucky that the front of the car didn't catch on the crash barrier and spin us around,or tip us over,and lucky there was no-one in the other two lanes beside us at that particular moment. Brian had his face torn up a bit from the broken glass,but luckily he didn't get any of it in his eye.He was in a really bad way after we pulled over,shaking and crying,wiping the blood out of his eye with a t-shirt,but somehow I remained extremely calm,which I also can't believe.I just spent the next 10 minutes trying to calm him down,telling him it was OK,it could have been a hell of a lot worse,it could have happened to anyone...I spent the rest of the journey acting like normal.I didn't think it was that big of a deal.Until I got home,when all of a sudden I started shaking... We had to travel that road again last night,to get back to where we both work,and we actually found the side mirror...smashed to pieces,obviously,but it was still there,along with a lot of glass...Seems kind of funny to us now(in a morbid kind of way),but it really does make me think how easy something like that can happen,and how damned lucky I am to have the time here that I do...I really feel good about everything today,and I have never been as happy to wake up for work than I did this morning! I've heard friends of mine talk this way about accidents that they've had,but I've never been able to appreciate fully what they were talking about until now... I don't really know what to say after that...I don't think I have the words to express how I feel... Anyways,I hope you guys had good(read; boring) weekends!:P