This happened between a husband and wife I knew about 12 years ago (give or take a year). I have to versions of the story, I think this was a domestic dispute them. Anyway it happened one weekend in their driveway. A quick description of them; he is about 6'1 and 230 lbs. She was about 5'10'' and I am guessing 160 to 180 lbs. Blond and very attractive, the type you catch yourself staring at from time to time. I first heard his side of the story, she was in a hurry and had to leave, the truck was not running properly, he was trying to help. She was in the drivers seat waiting for him to finish so she could take a test run and leave. He closed the hood and told her to start the truck up. She started the truck and put it in gear, the truck surged forward knocking him down. She saw him jump to the left. She thought he was out of the way, because she could not see him. She decided to drive off for the test run, not realizing she ran over his right leg. ( I never did figure out how he got his left leg out of the way).

A few nights later, we got together and went out for a few drinks. He is on crutches and at the bar buying us a round. While he was at the bar, her and I got to talking and she told me her version of what happened that afternoon. She said they were arguing about his always being out and never home with her. this argument heated up and she decided to leave for a few hours to cool off. Enraged she grabbed the keys to his truck and started to leave. He followed her outside and was standing in front of the truck, blocking her and continuing the argument. She said " I told him twice that if he didn't get out of my way I would run him down". She decided that if she just started driving he would get out of her way. She stepped on the gas, the truck hit him as he was getting out of the way, she thought he fell to the left and out of the way so she kept going even though she could not see him. She felt the front tire run over him, she said he was still cursing and calling her every name in the book, so she stepped on the gas and ran over him with the rear tire as well. She said " it was like running over a road bump" and she was too pissed to stop and see if he was OK, he was still cursing at her so she just took off. She said "he didn't believe I would run him over, I’ll bet he believes it now"!! Then she said, ( with a smirk and a gleam in her eye) Besides it's not all that bad, now he has to stay home with me for the next few weeks at least. He hobbles back to our table, spilling most of the drinks along the way. She excuses herself to go use the ladies room. When she goes, he turns to me and says, " I can't believe that stupid bitch ran over my leg" I laughed and said to him," call her anything you want, but not stupid". Eventually he showed me his leg, it was not broken, but severely bruised. You can see that the tires did not get him in exactly the same place. Located just below the knee cap was this one huge bruise that went halfway down the leg, and was swollen real bad. On the outer sides of the bruise you can make out the tread pattern of the tires. In the center, there was a spot where the bruise was much darker, almost 3 inches, and going across the leg that portion was where both tires got him and too dark to make out a tread pattern, unlike the upper and lower sides of the bruise where only one tire got those places. As the years went on, I don't know what ever happened to these friends of mine. But I imagine the next few weeks were really something!! I hope you enjoyed this, and I hope you manage to get it posted on your message board for all to enjoy. This is a true story , Thank you INFO909

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