[johnco]

when my daughter was just 3-4, we were going somewhere and I needed to move a car out of the way first. I asked my girlfriend to watch my daughter as I backed out the car but she must have turned her head for a couple seconds because no sooner than I had moved a few feet I heard a tiny scream. looked over towards my girlfriend and my daughter was not there with her. slammed the car into park, jumped out and ran around back to see my precious baby trapped under the rear of my car. what to do? couldn't take the time to lift it up to get her out and if I drove forward it might rip her to shreds. luckily for both of us it was a corvette, had the slanted spare cover under the back and she was a tiny skinny little thing. the water meter cover was missing and by chance her little skinny legs had slipped down into the meter box just enough to keep them from getting crushed. had I been backing any faster or had not heard her screams, she would have been crushed and shredded under the low car. I drove forward, ran back, scooped her up and hauled ass to the hospital while my girlfriend, a nurse, checked her out. halfway to the ER my baby said she was okay, nothing was hurting her and since she didn't even have any scrapes or scratches we just went on to the movies. it was a heartstopper for sure. I couldn't not have lived with myself had she been seriously hurt or killed