Fatty car accident So I'm on my way home with my daughters in the car.  We're traveling the speed limit on a 1 way, four lane road, at 40 mph.  I'm in the far left lane (aka: the 'fast' lane as it's known here in the US). I'm approaching a light about a half mile ahead of me.  It's just turned green.  No one stopped in front of me, and cars from the other lanes are moving forward.  All is well in the world. That is, until some fat bitch decided she missed her chance for beetus, and decided to make a left hand turn across 2 lanes of traffic to turn into a gas station.  She cut one car off, and was perpendicular to traffic when she cut right in front of me.  I slam on my brakes and cut the wheel as hard as I could, but 40 mph to 0 mph ain't a quick thing, and I barely had time to react.  Still, rather than hit her head on, I managed to hit my front passenger corner right into her drivers side wheel, and we both ended up on the sidewalk / curb in front of the gas station. My daughters are screaming, so I get out and check them first.  They're fine, but scared.  I walk over to the other driver, it's a fat woman with her seat back...and no seat belt on.  She can't breathe, because she slammed into her steering wheel. I yell at her to turn her car off, open the door, etc...she won't.  She keeps looking at me, then closing her eyes.  She refused to open the door until some other woman came along to assist.   Police come, Ambulance comes.  They go to fatty first because she complained about chest issues.  I get my daughters checked and confirmed they're fine.  I'm fine (little sore from seat belt).  Fatty leaves in ambulance.   While waiting for EMS, I heard the police officer questioning the driver.  It went like this:  "Do you normally wear your seatbelt like that?  Because it's more comfortable?  Ok."