Well as of yesterday I went from a very happy GMC duramax owner to very sad former dmax owner. I got my Sierra a little over 2 months ago after trading my 98 12v cummins for it. When i traded I have been more than happy considering this was exactly the truck i have wanted since i was 16 years old, now being 22 years old. I finished playing around and getting everything the way i wanted it as far as performance wise.
Details about my truck were 2003 Lbz block with lb7 heads, had .95 thick headgaskets and arp 625+ head studs, II 15% over injectors, EFI live dsp5, danville performance ihi turbo, danville ported horn, s&b intake, profab downpipe, 5inch exhaust dump under cab, mbrp hot pipe, autometer gauge pod, fass platinum lift pump, bd power built trans, with 4" lift with 18" rbp wheels on 36's.
This is what my truck looked like when i was going to look about trading.
Then after getting it and bringing it back home and finally getting it cleaned up, parked next to my buddies 99 7.3 powderstroker.
Then i decided i wasnt to fond of the full ranch hand bumper so i done some trading around and got some boot and got a stock gmc bumper.
At this point I was completely happy, i decided after going to school to get thing set up for this semester i stopped by local cat dealer and got two filters so i could go ahead and change filters so i could start having better filtrations. So upon returning home i changed filters and then went to meet my buddy to help put new headlights in his 12v dodge. Then it all happened when going through a intersection i got hit on passenger side which knocked my truck into another car causing my truck flip and tumble until finally coming to a rest about 50 ft back.
Pictures on the scene of the accident that people have sent me.
Here are the pictures from the lot where they towed it when i went to get my stuff out.
Good news is that all 3 parties involved in the wreck by the grace of an all mighty God were able to walk away from the crash, not only did everyone walk away safely everyone walked away with out even have any scratches. From the photos and seeing it on scene you just know someone was either dead or extremely bad condition, but thanks to the grace of God there wasn't even one drop of blood shed. Just though i would post this so people could hear my story of my eye opener alone with a true sign that God is still with us today no matter what. Hopefully my story can make a change to someone who thinks that this cannot happen to them, cause believe me a day that started just as any normal talking to a few friends before doing normal runs can change all of a sudden and those words shared between friends could be your last.