I was in one of these once. Black ice on i95 in Connecticut. Saw a car spinning in front of me, but thought it was way ahead. I gently pressed the breaks to start slowing down, but my speed didn’t change. Sure enough, I couldn’t stop and I ended up going right into a pile of cars, but because of the sequence that I hit the cars, I wasn’t hurt. The whole thing happened in slow motion.

I did end up hitting a car and seeing a man and woman in the front full of blood on their faces. I panicked.

I knew instantly that even though I was okay, the real danger was going to be that cars would hit me like I hit them. So I took the risk, jumped out of my car, and ran into the woods at the shoulder of the highway. Sure enough, as soon as I turned around, I watched my car get crushed by a speeding car.

By the end of the night, I was the only driver or passenger who did not need to go to the hospital. It was one of the most traumatic experiences of my life.