[I still remember the insurance rep on the phone asking Tod if there were any witnesses. He told her all the horse's buddies had fled the scene already....so, no.]
Yesterday commemorated six years since that first date. Six years since that crash. Six years since that horse's life ended (R.I.P.)....so Tod decided it was time for an anniversary present.
He crashed the car again. Same car, same day.
Last night someone cut him off causing him to swerve and then skid to a stop...right into a Student Driver van. When it rains in Vegas, it's almost like ice; roads are extremely slick. Luckily no one was hurt (including farm animals). Luckily, Tod has a wife who understands the importance of tradition. Some people barbeque during three day weekends; we crash our cars.
Speaking of rain: When it rains, it truly, TRULY pours. Just in the last month, we've replaced two car batteries, called one tow truck, had one flat tire, Tod spent two hours stranded on the side of the freeway, countless jumps, a transmission that is rapidly going out, and now this.
Rain, rain go away.......