A car crash, though. 00:07:16Tires squealed against the pavement and his arm whipped out to the side; hand over the torso of a young girl in the seat next to him. No... she absolutely was not old enough to sit in the front, but he had difficulty telling her no-- and it seemed, difficulty understanding he was not impervious to accidents.But... that arm whipping out and perhaps sparing his daughter a concussion effortlessly caused him to lose balance and his head whipped forward, thumping against the ridge of the steering wheel and for a moment, he lost all sense. The car kept moving but his world had dimmed; everything had gone black and sounds ceased to exist, causing a stir of confusion in him that was lost when even his mind shut down with the sudden smashing of his head and the dizzying motions of the car, lost to the world. 00:01:13Luckily, he would come to. His daughter's screeching would wake him, his arm being limply held in her much smaller one as her other hand shook his shoulder desperately, sending jolts of pain through him whenever it caused his head to move. He got up slowly-- earning a relieved sigh from the girl as her screeching stopped, 00:00:42 and he smiled, gently clasping her hand and using his other to rub his forehead, wincing at the bruise left behind there, now. It seemed that the car had gone off-road-- that it had spun out on the ice and wound up half in the ditch and someone curved around a tree, but there was only one other car in sight-- the car he had hit when a deer had sprung onto the road, out of seemingly nowhere....Deer were so convenient, weren't they? He almost could have sworn the damn thing had done it on purpose. 00:00:27"'M okay." He assured Grace, turning to check her. A quick once-over assured him there were no serious injuries-- none at all, really, as her seatbelt had locked in just moments after he'd restrained her himself, and the car's front end had been crushed against the tree but her legs were small enough that it hadn't affected her. 00:00:04A tapping on the window. He rolled it down, turned, and-- 00:00:00he noticed his arm's clock ticking out, just as he locked gazes with the other , rather frazzled-looking victim of that damned deer.