Car wreck

On Monday, I was in a car accident. It was not my fault. I was just driving up the GSP, minding my own business, thinking about the Starbucks that awaited me 2 miles up the road.

See? That's me, in the right lane. I look innocent, right?

As we passed the exit, the woman driving the car in the center lane must have realized that we were passing her exit. Rather than take the next exit and have to turn around, she decided to cut across the right lane and try to make the exit. Unfortunately for both of us, I was in the right lane.

At 65 miles/hr, pretty much all I could do was slam on the breaks and scream. So I did.

The front driver's side corner of my car connected with the back end of her car on the passenger's side. Her back windshield shattered, spraying glass all over the front of my car. She spun out and did a 360, coming to a stop in the grass between the exit and the highway. I pulled over onto the shoulder of the road and turned off my car.

It was scary.

Neither one of us were seriously injured, but we both got whiplash. I went to the chiropractor the next day and he said that my neck is pretty messed up and I have several ribs out of place.

I was planning to inject some humor in this blog - but it looks like all you get in that respect are my kindergarten-level drawing abilities. It's still a little too fresh in my mind.