About an hour ago I was riding home with my friend when we passed by a car way off in a field (I'd say about 45 yards). Both of the lights on one side were busted out, and it looked like the car was dug into the ground. So.. we turned around and drove back to where it was. There was an old woman standing by the back of the car and when we asked if she needed help she said no, but something was obviously up so we got out and walked to the car. She was bleeding from her nose and her arms and talking about how she flipped the car, and her son was somewhere out in the field. In the moonlight we could both make out the outline of a man lying in the grass. He was face down; about 25 yards from where the car was resting.
At this point my friend ran to the nearest house to call 911. I told the woman to stay where she was and try not to move while I looked for her son. As I passed by one of his shoes I could see that most of his clothes had been ripped off when he was thrown from the car. I reached down and pressed my fingers into his neck. Nothing.. it was cold. No movement, nothing. I could see his fingers were already turning blue from death. I walked back to the car, told the woman everything was going to be okay and that my friend was calling an amulance. I could see his other shoe sitting in the driver's seat.
My friend returned. No one had answered at the house. He asked me about the man and I just stared back at him.. he knew he was dead.
So my friend gets in his car and drives down the road to the next closest house. It seemed like it took him forever, but it was probably only three or four minutes before he returned. I stayed with the old woman and kept telling her that everything was going to be alright untill cars began pulling up. First volunteer paramedics, then cops and an amulance. I held the paramedic's flash light as they turned the body over. His face was crushed in and covered in blood. The paramedics left the body where it was and preceded to put the woman on a stretcher. They then called for a helicopter and began marking out the area where it would land.
My firend and I both wrote statements about what we saw and talked to the cops for a minute. As we left the scene we could hear the sounds of a helicopter approaching in the far distance.
There's still blood on my arm and shirt.. crazy stuff. I'm willing to bet the man wasn't wearing his seat belt because he was thrown so far away from the car.