MR2 Diary 2/2/10 (MR2 Crash)
The afternoon came and I was itching for a drive, I asked my dad if he would be up for a drive and agree. My younger brother offered to be a camera man which meant today would be the first external footage shot of my MR2. Chris would be meeting up later with us. The weather was chilly and sleety snow was trying to break through but nothing seriously bad. We set off and headed up to Buckstone Pass, its just too good up there, but what I never thought about was how the weather is always more fierce up there than it is at home. What I didn’t know at that time is just how drastic the footage was going to be.
Once up there, other than a dusting of light snow and wetter roads, nothing seemed too dangerous to proceed. Luke had been recording since we set off, and as the road hit national speed limits I increased speed from about 30mpg to 50mph. I did’nt want to push it too hard since the conditions was’nt ideal, so was heading along cautiously as the big brute D5 V70 followed. Previously up to this point I was keeping record of how much grip I could feel at the rear, naturally as I took corners I was making sure the back-end wasn’t nervous, and to be honest everything was fine. The car was stable and had no problem I was aware of.
Then the unthinkable happened. Heading along a straight at approximately 50mph, with out warning the back tires lost grip, darting the back-end to the left meaning I was suddenly facing the curb on the right side of the road. The curb, the wall, the house neither of which looked fun to be heading towards at 50mph. Decisions had to be made instantaneously, obviously I tried to turn left which deemed impossible due to nearly zero grip, so I braked hard to transfer weight to the front right which gave the tire just enough grip to miss the curb by what seemed centimeters.
The car was facing forwards (for a moment, probably a 10th of a second but everything was in slow motion, so it seemed longer to
me than it does in the video) and missed the curb but there was too much weight transfer, which meant the engine and wanted to swing around via the momentum the braking had caused. The problem was I was now sliding on ice which meant nothing I could do was going to save the car, I could only influence it but inevitably the back end started to lead the way. I was now along for the ride, and just had to sit and wait for the violent and sudden stop.






god made this happen because the car limited your potential.
even monkeys fall from trees.
whateva has a beggining has a end, atleast the mr2 went out in style instead of aging to deeath ^_^
@luke
Well I’m not sure about that but thanks all the same haha