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It just must not be my weekend.
The computer first. Now the car.
I was driving back from the market on the freeway.
I'm happily driving at 100km/hr, singing to Everywhere by Moustache.
The car in front of me suddenly swerves.
I don't see until it's too late.
There's a freaking massive slab of concrete some truck must've dropped.
I swerve onto the right lane.
Thank God there weren't any cars.
It's dangerous but I've only got a split second to process "THERE'S SOMETHING ON THE GROUND, SHIT I HAVE TO AVOID IT!!"
So yes, I swerve but I estimated the distance between the car and the concrete block very wrongly.
I hit the concrete.
But I keep on driving cause I didn't do much damage.
Or so I think.
While I continue driving and swearing, I pass about 7 cars in the emergency lane.
They must've hit the concrete as well.
Poor buggers.
How can you drop a concrete block without even realising it?????
I get home. I take a look at the car.
FUCK.
The left wheels are missing the metal plate thing that covers the wheels.
SHIT.
The metal frame of the wheels are indented. BOTH of them.
I don't know if I can continue driving until the car's checked over because as I was drivin home the ride was more 'bumpier'.
DAMNIT. Why do these things happen to me?!?!
Mum bit my head off for a while.
Well it's not like they teach you to watch out for freaking debris on the freeway.
*STAMPS AROUND IN ANGER*
The computer first. Now the car.
I was driving back from the market on the freeway.
I'm happily driving at 100km/hr, singing to Everywhere by Moustache.
The car in front of me suddenly swerves.
I don't see until it's too late.
There's a freaking massive slab of concrete some truck must've dropped.
I swerve onto the right lane.
Thank God there weren't any cars.
It's dangerous but I've only got a split second to process "THERE'S SOMETHING ON THE GROUND, SHIT I HAVE TO AVOID IT!!"
So yes, I swerve but I estimated the distance between the car and the concrete block very wrongly.
I hit the concrete.
But I keep on driving cause I didn't do much damage.
Or so I think.
While I continue driving and swearing, I pass about 7 cars in the emergency lane.
They must've hit the concrete as well.
Poor buggers.
How can you drop a concrete block without even realising it?????
I get home. I take a look at the car.
FUCK.
The left wheels are missing the metal plate thing that covers the wheels.
SHIT.
The metal frame of the wheels are indented. BOTH of them.
I don't know if I can continue driving until the car's checked over because as I was drivin home the ride was more 'bumpier'.
DAMNIT. Why do these things happen to me?!?!
Mum bit my head off for a while.
Well it's not like they teach you to watch out for freaking debris on the freeway.
*STAMPS AROUND IN ANGER*