What a beautiful Sunday morning.

Let me set the scene. It's about 11am and DH and I are cuddling in bed. We're talking about breakfast, maybe going to a movie, then


Apparently a guy was driving down the street, and dropped his cigarette in the floorboard. He bent down to pick it up and swerved into DH's truck. Fun huh? He had to be going at least 40-45 mph. I mean, there's no way he did this kind of damage going 25.

No one was hurt, and honestly I think his blazer was more messed up than the truck. But, damn we didn't need this, you know?

1 comment:

Batty said...

Oh, man! Who needs that? The truck looks like Godzilla took a big old chomp out of the rear. That guy must have been going way over the speed limit.