Yeesh, a long time in coming!

"Oh shit. Not like this. Not like this " He cried, not trying to move the vehicle in any way so he would fall. Frantically attempting to rub the blood out of his eyes, he peered cautiously out the window. Below him lay empty air, and the only thing keeping him from plummeting was the guard-rail. Leaning forward against the wheel, Davis prayed to any and everything, eyes squinting hard.

He heard a distant engine, and hope flared to life. He opened his eyes in time to see a truck come around the corner just a little too fast. Davis recognized it as the truck he flipped off. With a small groan of disdain he squinted his eyes again as the truck accelerated, massive chrome grille glinting in the setting sun, large exhaust stacks billowing out black smoke, tinted windshield as black as the devil's heart.

The impact slammed Davis' forehead hard into the wheel, lights in his mind exploding in brilliant shades of pain. Weightlessness settled in as the car plummeted downwards, the world spinning as shattered glass floated and spun, getting stained red as it met with droplets of blood, dancing to the silence. It seemed like forever he fell, one eye open, one eye squinting against the pain. He passed out before the impact, much to his benefit.