5-minute freewrite Day 690 prompt: screeching tires

I don't like the sound of screeching tires, because it usually means there is going to be either an accident or a very scary near-miss. Of course, there can be bad car accidents with no screeching tires, because it was too late to slam on the brakes. When I was 18 years old I was crossing a street with two flashing yellow lights and crosswalks, but I still got hit by a car because the driver was trying to figure out where to turn and wasn't paying attention. There was no screech of brakes unless it was after he hit me, in which case I didn't hear it because I lost consciousness for a brief time. There was a paramedic passing by who came right over to stay with me 'til the ambulance came. I had big bruises on my hips, and a whiplash, and I fell on my face so lost my front teeth. I had to have a temporary partial plate, and then a 4-piece bridge. The oral surgeon knew it would only last a few years, but felt it was the best thing to do at the time. Sure enough, I had to get a 6-piece bridge a few years later. I hope it lasts until I die, because I'd probably have to get partial dentures, which are undoubtedly expensive, and I hate dental work. I should have invested the settlement money in a savings account at the very least, but I think I used it to buy my first car, or perhaps to pay off debt. I don't remember for sure.