I was driving in to work this morning…the usual stop and go on Highway 1. I had just entered the highway and noticed traffic had come to a complete stop. I came to a complete stop, and a second later my car was propelled forward a couple yards into the car in front of me…the guy behind hadn’t noticed that the traffic wasn’t moving.
I really like my car. I’m not a fanatic who goes to shows every weekend, or who polishes his car with secret oils gently caressed from rare plants that only grow in endangered rain forests. But every time I get i n my Acura TL I feel good, and I’ve only had it for a little more than a year.
As it was…
And after today…
No one was hurt, it was “the other guys” fault, we were all insured…and, as luck would have it, there were several cops standing nearby who witnessed and wrote up the accident report. As such things go, I guess it wasn’t too bad. But I still feel robbed of the joy my car gives me. Here’s hoping it comes back after repairs all sparkly and perfect.