well... jackie chan could do it

looks like you're going to have to jump. you open your door and prepare to jump out before you can really think about it because if you give yourself a chance to think about it, you'll think about what the chances of surviving hurling yourself out of a speeding car are.
here's a hint.
not. good.
crap, you just thought about it.
but exploding isn't going to feel very good either so you need to jump. you need to just do it. like nike.
frantically, you look around your car and spot your basket of dirty clothes.
you set the cruise control and jam the steering wheel so that your car will go straight.
you dump out your dirty clothes and put your feet into the empty clothes basket, grab hold of the seat belt and jump out of the car.
now, this is the part of the adventure where you wish you'd learned to water ski on a semiprofessional level because you're holding onto the seat belt as tight as you can while the car drags you behind it. you manage to somehow stay upright in your dirty clothes basket.
well done.
you count to three and let go of the seatbelt. and now this is the part of the adventure where you wish you'd learned to surf on a semiprofessional level.
you gradually slow to a complete stop.
and there you are, standing inside a dirty clothes basket.
in the middle of the freeway.
as your car continues driving towards the gridlocked traffic.
and then as your car drives into the gridlocked traffic.
and explodes.

so...
maybe your "jump out of the car" plan wasn't the most altruistic thing you've ever done.
but it could be worse.
i'm not really sure how.
but there's definitely a slight chance that it somehow could've been worse.

in any case, you'd better get elsewhere.

THE END