So, as of Friday night, at 5:08 pm, this is what my car looks like:
A lovely gentleman in a Honda Civic decided that going 80mph in a 50mph zone, and running a stop sign would be a fantastic idea. I'm pretty sure he didn't factor my car into the equation.
What I'm most pissed off about is that as the glass shattered in my drivers side door, my glasses flew out the window and into the street where they got run over flat. I really loved those glasses.
