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Thursday, October 6, 2016

My poor car.

Tuesday October 4, 2016.  The day my beautiful car was destroyed.

Time to go to work.  There was a gap in the headlights coming at me, and I went for it. Unfortunately,  the gal behind me was taking a drink and when she put her cup down, there I was.  She slammed into my backend on the left and put me into a tailspin.  One second I see her headlights in my rearview mirror, and the next second I see the rock wall spinning in my front view.  In my brain, I thought "I'm rolling".   When it was over, I could hear the engine running so I calmly put my car in park, turned off the key, and shut off my headlights.  Later I realized that my radio had gone off and that was why I could hear my engine.  A lady came running up to me asking if I was OK and to not move.  I luckily had my cell phone in my pocket and I called John first.  While on the phone, someone else opened my passenger door.   After that, I decided to move over and come out (I didn't know how close to the wall I was -but thinking back, the lady opened it so I probably could have gotten out that way).    There was another gal that was upset, tears running down her face, saying "I was taking a drink and when I put my cup down, there she was!"  She was driving a Chevy Equanox and only damage I saw was to her front right fender.












I got a few photos of the skid marks a few days later.