...And Then There Was a Crunching Sound

I had the pleasure of rear-ending somebody today. This is my first wreck since I got my driver’s license (amazingly), and as with all wrecks it totally sucked.

My Fiancé has always worried about me because I drive a small car (a ‘99 Honda Prelude) - ironically I ran into a car markedly smaller than mine (a Chevy Aveo), and in a 10-15 mile an hour wreck my car came away almost dent-less, and the Aveo looks like it was abused by a prison roommate.

The Aveo, which apparently was made out of potato chips and egg shells, was a rental car, and since I had the happiness of rear-ending him, it’s coming out as my fault.

Yay deductible!