First-person footage from inside a Russian UAZ “Bukhanka” getting hit by a Ukrainian FPV quad.



by MilesLongthe3rd

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  3. Can’t even relax while driving these days.
    Hate when I get hit by a FPV drone

  5. That looked like a headcam POV… did his head fall off?

  10. No watermark? Doesn’t seem like he made it back to tell the story.

  11. What happened? Did it get the driver to the left of our man with the cam, who then rolled it either by being dead and losing control and veering left or turning left too sharply, leading to our man being tossed about and then maybe getting wedged against the grill over the windscreen? Watching on my phone so no possibility of slowing it down.

  13. Never ceases to amaze me.
    One second, there you are, bezzing along in the beautiful European summer countryside and the next, blam. You’re dead. One second is the accumulation of all the millions of seconds that preceeded it. All the people you met, the things you saw and heard, your education, playing with the family pets, learning to ride a bike and later a car, first love, heartbreak, learming new skills, getting a job, watching sunrises and sunsets, eating, cooking, all the smells and tastes you experienced, the sounds you heard- dawn chorus, blackbirds fighting for territory in the spring, Curlews high over moorland, lamenting. Feelings you rejoiced over, live that came and went, waxed and waned- music you heard, tbat made you want to dance, to cry, to love and to die- memories of summer days as a child in a paddling pool, learning to fish, to canoe, to shoot, to hunt, playing teamsports, winning and losing, hoing out drinking with your buddies, laughing, fighting, fucking and waking up feeling like death, going to gigs, to art galleries, theatre, travelling, visiting huge cities and tiny villages, climbing mountauns and swimming in lakes, rivers and the sea, feeling the sand from evey continent between your toes. Getting married, bringing children into the world, learning a new joy, learning humility, learning ones place, always learning and sharing that knowledge, helping another person grow, watching, secretly proud. So many seconds, so many things you’ve seen and done and then a choice- and this moment, captured in film is the culmination of every second of your life and the result- of that choice.
    You could’ve stayed at home, grown older and added to that massive, beautiful bank of seconds and accomplishments and experiences.
    But YOU came HERE to kill and maim and fucking destroy.
    So fuck you.
    Fuck you.
    This is what you are reduced to.
    These few seconds on film.
    BANG….you’re dead.

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