Some asshole in a red sportscar was speeding on I-95 and crashed into the car in front of me which went spinning, slammed into the highway railing (almost went over), then crashed into the front of my car today. The asshole red car then sped off and left us. I am ok and I think lady in the car in front of me is also ok. State troopers said they apparently caught the driver of the red sportscar. But as I process what happened and come out of shock, I felt like I could have died today and saw my life flash before my eyes. It happened so quickly and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. I remember rolling down my window and asking the other person if they were ok, but being too scared to get out of the car because we were in the middle lane and other cars were still speeding around us. I remember this amazing kind samaritan who stopped his car in front of ours, got out, checked on us, and stayed until the police came—I never even got his name. I’m grateful to be alive, and all I want is to call everyone I love and hear their voice. (at I-95S) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxlOQwilAngR9ummVxsPJJqa0MhtFMTxaf_Ywc0/?igshid=9tps1yabnzhl