No I'm not talking about my kids even though they are precious to me. I'm actually talking about my car. Or what used to be my car.
Typical day out and about getting lots of errands out of the way. I was out on the highway and looking to take the next exit. That's when it happened. Someone else was in a big hurry to beat me to the exit. They sped up and tried to pass me but ended up clipping the front of my car which pushed me into the barrier. I hit hard enough to bounce off and spin around in the opposite direction.
I was lucky and it's something that I remind myself of every day. My car didn't fare as well. Lost a headlight and the front quarter panel was destroyed. That would have been fixable if not for the frame being bent.
I loved that car. We've been everywhere together in the last 12 years. There were a lot of memories tied up in that car and I'm going to really miss it.
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2 comments:
It's all well and good to be safe and healthy, but that doesn't fill the space in the driveway.
As I'm sure you're "painfully" aware.
Argh!
I went out looking at cars yesterday but none of them felt right. It's amazing how attached we can get to inanimate objects.
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