My friend was driving home from school yesterday, and wrecked trying to avoid...
...A doghouse in the middle of the interstate. Sans dog, of course. She had to go home early because of whiplash (my poor baby).
This particular interstate always seems to have Super Fucked-up Shit in it, too. I've run over a muffler and a particularly big piece of shredded tire (in the same spot, but on separate occasions) on it. Both times I've been afraid that I damaged my undercarriage (thankfully, no).
...A doghouse in the middle of the interstate. Sans dog, of course. She had to go home early because of whiplash (my poor baby).
This particular interstate always seems to have Super Fucked-up Shit in it, too. I've run over a muffler and a particularly big piece of shredded tire (in the same spot, but on separate occasions) on it. Both times I've been afraid that I damaged my undercarriage (thankfully, no).
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