We were turning right onto my street, when we got hit from behind. It was a little extra terrifying because there were no tire-squealing sounds to warn us. One of us was talking, and in the middle of the sentence, POW! Afterward we were mystified as to why we both felt momentarily blinded right after the impact, then our vision sort of reoriented itself. Until we figured that our eyes must have rolled back in our skulls from inertia.
Big ups to Kate for somehow in the middle of that steering us between a street sign and a tree. Bummer to the owner of that fence, but we could easily have landed in their living room, so big ups to Kate again. Negative ups to the driver of the other car, who sheepishly admitted that she’d been changing the song on her Pandora. Which fired up a brief but nearly homicidal rage in me. Pandora: MENACE???
