My daughter Kari and I had gone through the intersection and under the trailer of a semi that dragged us one hundred and sixty-five yards before throwing us out on the other side. The car was so flat that the first people on the scene didn't check for survivors. My cousin, Bob, came and checked. We were both alive. Kari had several cuts on her head and Bob's wife took her out of the car. I knew my neck was broken and my breathing labored. Bob asked...