Wow, traumatic day.
I had to get towed, and my car is at my car fixers. It *might* be done tomorrow - depends.
They had a very cool 1926 motor car, with wooden spokes, up on the rack in the shop. I liked seeing it though I was too much in shock to appreciate it fully. Doesn't take too much to send me into a tailspin apparently. My car men were very sweet to me and B gave me a ride home. His son recently began driving and is very sensible, he said, but his daughter is approaching that age and has a liking for speed. I said, "I wonder where she got THAT from?" - heh - B is a race-car driver.Labels: Dept. of I-Hate-It-When-That-Happens
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