Pick a CSU student at random and chances are that they will have
an interesting story to tell. Some of our fellow students stories
may be crazy, some may be idiotic and some should probably never be
spoken out loud.
Kristine Burrows, a CSU junior majoring in technical journalism,
has a wild story that happened to her two years ago on a road trip
to Las Vegas.
Bags packed and fake ID in pocket, Kristine and her two friends
were off for what they hoped to be the best New Year’s Eve of their
lives. The road was long and the gas expensive as they cruised down
I-70 in route to Sin City.
Finally, after about five hours, the girls, in Burrows’ little
Honda Civic hatchback, had crossed the Colorado border into Utah
and were on a straightaway. Trying to get herself pumped for the
long drive ahead, Burrows put “Here I Go Again On My Own” by White
Snake in the CD player and the girls began to rock out.
“And then…Boom!” Burrows said. “It came out of nowhere.”
They had been hit by another car. Burrows said she was in the
left lane and a semi was in the right. The anonymous car had hit
them on the left side of Burrows car while he was trying to pass
her in the shoulder.
“I heard the back windshield shatter and we started to spin out
of control,” Burrows said.
They continued to spin in front of the semi and onto the side of
“I thought for sure we were going to roll,” Burrows said. “But
luckily the land on the side of the road was really muddy from the
snow out there, so instead we finally just sunk.”
When the girls looked up, they saw a young man get out of the
car that hit them and start to run out into the middle of nowhere.
Simultaneously, a cluster of sirens and flashing blue and red
lights jumped on the scene.
“They caught him while he was running through the snow, he had
been on a high-speed chase from the highway patrol for stealing a
car,” Burrows said.
Fortunately, all of the girls walked away with minor bumps and
bruises. However, there would be no trip to Vegas; the car was
The state patrol took the girls to Salt Lake City where they
paid for them to stay at a Holiday Inn. Two of the girls’ mothers
flew in the next day to take the three girls home.
“When all of this happened I was really mad,” Burrows said. “But
now I just look at it as now I have a really good story to