*has barely enough time to process that horrible vision (and still, there's that maddening question of did I really just see...?) and Reggie's terrified yelp*
*—and then the car, now moving at a good clip, swerves to the other side of the street and unceremoniously collides head-on with a lamppost*
*slams his head on...something...it's hard to tell what, exactly, when there's a blunt pain in his head and then he's trying to blink stars out of his eyes (but iron lampposts have this annoying habit of not moving)* *gropes around to right himself and feels something wet trickling down his temple, thinking dazedly, nonsensically, that he can smell the engine smoking*