Just when I thought I was going to be able to get some furniture for my apartment, the black Volkswagen of Death careens into my beautiful workhorse of a car. I know those backroads just south of 45 in Frelard. No one, NO ONE watches those yield signs. Even though I had the right of way, I should have taken EXTRA precautions, because NO ONE watches those yield signs. The black Volkswagen of Death was no exception. At least it wasn't the slate gray cement truck of death, or it could have been a scene from Stepehen King's 'Maximum Overdrive'.
Anyway, the tow truck has the car and hopefully she'll be back in a week, all shiny and still needing an oil change. Back to life!!!
Anyway, the tow truck has the car and hopefully she'll be back in a week, all shiny and still needing an oil change. Back to life!!!
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