[ WP ] Your future self driving car has to choose between saving you or saving some strangers ( from r/futurology )

I lie back across the seat, watching streetlights flicker through the sunroof as the world speeds past. 
 
 `` You really should wear your seat belt.'' 
 
 I roll my head to the side, fixing the central console with what I hope comes across as disdain. 
 
 `` Oh fuck off.'' 
 
 `` In the event of a collision, an individual not wearing a seat belt is approximately-'' 
 
 `` Really?! I mean - Really?! You do n't think I have anything more important to worry about? I'm fucking dying over here, and you're worried because I'm not wearing my fucking seatbelt?'' I wave a bloody hand in the direction of the monitor for emphasis. 
 
 `` The nature of your injuries does not reduce the likelihood of us being involved in a traffic collision.'' 
 
 `` Look, right. I appreciate you trying to help me - I really fucking do.'' I pause for air, my breath shuddering more than I'd like. `` But I'm not wearing the god damn seat belt. End of story.'' 
 
 There's no response from in front, and I take the silence for assent. I close my eyes and stifle a whimper as another wave of pain floods through my gut. 
 
 I open them again - I'm not sure how long after - and the world slides back into focus. Over the bottom of the windscreen I can clearly make out a gentle glow. City lights. Aid. 
 
 `` How much longer?'' 
 
 `` We will arrive at St. Edward's Hospital approxmately forty-eight minutes from now.'' 
 
 `` Forty-what? Are you kidding me?! Are you taking the fucking scenic route or something?! It's right fucking there!'' 
 
 `` A serious traffic collision has occurred close to our route. Our arrival time takes into account a minor detour.'' 
 
 The streetlights lurch as I feel the car makes a sharp right turn, before settling again into a steady rhythm. `` You ca n't find a way around that wo n't take us forty god damn minutes?'' 
 
 `` We are not going around. As the closest vehicle to the incident, it is our responsibility to render assistance as necessary.'' 
 
 A weak burst of laughter works its way up from my chest, followed moments later by another flash of pain. `` You're fucking kidding me! I'm *dying* here, or did you forget that?!'' 
 
 `` I assure you that the impact of our expected delay on your chances of survival is minimal. Furthermore, we are already en route to a medical facility. Our suitability to render assistance is well above that any of any other vehicle in this area.'' 
 
 My vision starts to swim and I close my eyes again, cradling my abdomen in two blood-soaked arms. `` If I survive this, I'm having you fucking scrapped.''
