Driving home tonight, cross over train tracks and something hits my car. At first I was thinking "did the stop arm come down and hit my car". Windshield looks as pictured, I pulled over and a rock the size of my fist is sitting on the hood.
It was dark and I didn't pull over till about 200 ft when I realized what had happened, my guess is someone threw it. Probably some punk kid, but in PG county I didn't really want to take any chances.
A couple of months ago I was on the freeway doing 65+ behind a giant dump truck, and as it switched lanes a large rock probably half the size of my fist shot up from underneath it and cracked my front windshield on the driver side about 4" above my direct line of vision. I watched the whole thing from start to finish and was sure it was gonna shatter the window.
All I could think to do was brace myself by grabbing the wheel with both hands and tensing up as hard as a could. fortunately it didn't bust through, and if it did I'm not sure how much flexing would've helped a speeding rock to the face. Had a buddy who runs an auto shop knock it and my inspection out for $275 total. all in all, coulda been way worse. Glad you're ok dude.
Once I was driving through Milwaukee and ended up trying to turn around on some side road. It was dark out. All of a sudden I see two kids (both under ten) running toward the street. I slammed on the breaks thinking they were just playing. Actually, they were running to the road to throw rocks at my car. I guess some start young.
Damn. That reminds me of a motorcycle awareness group that came around to my highschool (like 4 years ago) and told us about how: One of the motorcycle awareness guys was driving down the interstate, going like 70, and sees the truck in front of him kick up a rock at his face (no helmet). He had a split second that he might have been able to move his head out of the way, but his wife was behind him. SO, he had to take it to the side of the face, chipped his cheekbone, ripped a big chunk out of his cheek, he barely kept control of his bike. Crazy shit.