Last night, at around eleven o' clock, my dad's ex-girlfriend called me to tell me that my dad had been in an accident on Ortega Highway, a very windy and high up road. He hit a guard rail, apparently hit his head pretty hard on the windshield but was okay enough to get somebody to give him a ride for three hundred dollars. I don't know where he is
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