Be me, 16 yo., in basement bedroom chilling. Hear/feel a thud feels like the whole house just got picked up and dropped a few inches. Meet dad's fiance who had been chilling in the den at the top of the stairs, confused. Eventually look outside through the darkness to see something strange in the front yard. Jump in the car, swing the headlights around to reveal a smoking wreck wrapped around a pine tree in the front yard. Rush out to find what remains of the driver gurgling his last attempts at breaths. Call 911, volunteer firefighters show up within minutes. Nothing to be done. Dude was paste from the inside out. Drunk driving, speeding, and didn't make the curve.
As an aside, DOT shows up a few days later to trim all of our pine trees with branches at ground level to have no branches below about six feet. Presumably to make it easier the next time? Looked ridiculous.
But yeah, that gurgle was something else. Never heard anything like it before or since.