When does it ever end???? Just when you think you can retire peacefully and all the worries are gone...BAM....something happens. Late yesterday one of my daughters was on her way to an appointment in Missoula when she broadsided an old pick-up at an unmarked intersection. She had, and I emphasize HAD, a 1988 Honda Civic that was my mother-in-laws car. True to the old cartoon about little old ladies only driving the car on Sundays, this thing had under 50,000 miles on it and got over 35 mpg.
Robin is one hurting lady today as her seat belt buckle broke on impact and she hit the windshield and steering wheel. The front of the car is pushed back into the engine and the engine itself is tilted off it's frame.
She's ok and still had her sense of humor. She told the invesgitatiing police officer, " Sh_ _! I thought I ran into Warren Sapp from Dancing with the Stars. My little car bounced back 15 feet, and didn't put a dent in him."
She's fine, but hurting and needs a ride now. She lives right across the street from the Missoula Police Department so she said she's going to bum rides from them. :thumbleft:
Anyone for a Weenie Roast?