crashcourse - the winners of the annual crash awards
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CRASHCOURSE :
THE WINNERS OF THE ANNUAL CAR CRASH AWARDS
by Frank Roger
No doubt there will be cries of outrage once again. No doubt
we will once again be accused of blatant sensationalism. No doubt
what is left of the socalled "serious press" will rally against
us and file a formal complaint, dismissing our awards
presentation as a token of extreme bad taste, a total lack of
social conscience and a pathological penchant for the morbid and
the macabre. It has always been like this, and it isn't likely to
change in the foreseeable future.
As usual, we can only seek solace and comfort in the high
printrun of our publications (dwarfing those of our esteemed
"serious" competitors), our healthy cashflow situation (although
we thoroughly despise material wealth and all the worldly
benefits it entails), and the evergrowing interest the public at
large is showing for our endeavors (needless to say, popular
appeal leaves us totally indifferent).
But seriously, we've put your patience to the test for too
long already. Allow us to present this year's winners of the so
highly coveted car crash awards. Here we go...
It only took mr. Herv Beaugeste a short, if unplanned
afternoon nap behind the wheel of his gigantic truck to capture
the award for Most Dramatic Traffic Accident. The scene of this
memorable event was the Paris Ring at the height of rush hour,
packed with cars and trucks as usual. Lost in doubtlessly rosycolored dreams,
mr. Beaugeste steered his truck at high speed
into a sea of sluggishly moving vehicles, caught in a massive
jam. The cars were crushed like tin cans, compressed until thatparticular stretch of road had been transformed into an inferno
of battered and warped metal, larded with shredded human flesh,
as if a seriously deranged architect had been commissioned to
relandscape the road according to his boldest psychopathic
visions. Only when Herv Beaugeste's truck had finally ground to
a crunching halt, the results of its batteringramlike progress
became clear.
Conjure up before your mind's eye an aweinspiring
battlefield, drenched in spilled coolant, steam spiralling up
from it, a shroud of vapor smothering the agonized cries of the
mortally injured embedded in the hodgepodge of metal and flesh.
Back at the end of the carnage, a tanker had caught fire, rolling
out a carpet of greedily licking flames across the wreckage,quickly turning the simmering stew of crumpled cars and squashed
humans into a rare treat served flamb.
Dozens of people lost their lives that day. Many more were
seriously injured, among them, sadly, mr. Beaugeste, who will
receive his award when he rises from his coma in the James Dean
Hospital.
The judges chose to give the award for Most Original Traffic
Accident to mr. Rudolf Meine from Munich, Germany. While cruising
through downtown Munich, mr. Meine drove his Mercedes 300SE
straight into a large clothing store, in a desperate effort to
avoid knocking over a few children crossing the street as he came
along. Instead, mr. Meine knocked over about two dozen windowdummies, some unclad, some sporting the shop's newest items. They
were crushed under his wheels, torn to pieces or swept up and
thrown aside brutally.
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on the sidewalk in front of The Bull's Eye, their favorite pub.
The exact nature of what followed isn't quite clear, and miss
Jobson herself is, of course, unable to elucidate the matter due
to her critical condition.
"Could it perhaps have been a suicide attempt?" the judges
wondered. "Or was this foolhardy action spurred by a traumatizing
incident, an episode in miss Jobson's youth somehow involving
punks, a mental scar she wanted to exorcize from her mind? Or was
miss Jobson perhaps, unlikely as this may seem, a mentally
imbalanced person, giving in to an uncontrollable urge, suddenly
surfacing in her mind and obliterating all rational thought?"
Whatever the case might have been, the results were
impressive. Miss Jobson put the pedal to the metal and sped off
towards the unsuspecting punk gang. When it finally dawned on
their alcoholclouded minds what was in store for them, it was
too late to escape their nemesisonwheels. Its engine revved up
beyond the danger level, the Porsche came bursting forth and bit
into their leathercovered flesh, squashed it into pulp and
spread it all over The Bull's Eye's facade. In the process, the
Porsche itself was blown to smithereens, as was part of the
gang's hangout. A shower of twisted metal, shattered bricks and
shreds of human (or punk) flesh descended all over the area. Some
fragments were found as far away as a hundred meters from the
focus of this kamikaze mission, this epic battle between punk and
Porsche, the clash of angry lowlife and spoiledbratcrusade.
Unlike the punks, miss Jobson miraculously survived the
battle if only by a very narrow margin. She was thrown out of
the car, and rushed to the hospital in serious but not hopeless
condition. The most telling reminder of that eventful day,
however, is what was left of the Porsche : a pitiful carcass,
stripped down to its barest essentials, like a discarded weapon
left to rust on the battlefield, its original shape barely
recognizable, a tool that had served its purpose and had lost all
its value, except perhaps its power as a symbol of the hatred
fuelling merciless acts of violence perpetrated by irreconcilablemartyrs against their sworn enemies.
The special Cold Blood award has rarely ever been given to a
more appropriate contender.
Now that the judges have decided which names to add to the
Crashcourse Hall of Fame, they are relieved of their duties and
can take a muchdeserved rest.
A new panel of judges will soon be appointed for next year's
Crashcourse Awards Ceremony, scrutinizing TV and printed media
coverage of traffic accidents, studying them from all possible
angles, weighing their faults against their merits, separatingthe merely interesting cases from the truly outstanding
candidates.
Are you by any chance interested in who will win the awards
next year? Just be there! And drive carefully... unless you
cherish ambitions towards being nominated yourself.