Car Stories

As some of you may know, I was in a car accident on Thursday, October 1st. I was heading home from my usual commute to USU in Logan, and was rear ended by a guy in a big truck at the overpass before entering I-15 from Brigham City. The traffic stopped suddenly and I was able to stop just a mere 7-8 inches short of the car in front of me. Sadly, the guy behind me was not. Brakes screeched and a loud crunch and shattering sound occurred as my entire trunk was crushed in and my back window blown out. Glass flew everywhere and even my sunglasses were knocked off my face.

I saw it coming too, which was, of course, not the best thing as I tensed in anticipation of the crash. I remember thinking, "Oh great, this is going to be a HARD hit!" And it was...I expect he slammed into me around 40 mph as the speed limit drops from 55 to 30 in that area, yet nobody follows it. So, I was pushed into the car in front of me and sandwiched between the two. The nice man who hit me said he looked away for a second then realized we were all stopped and by that time it was too late. I suffered some serious whiplash for a few days after and thankfully drugs helped me in that respect.

I am so lucky to have a husband who rushed all the way from his work in SLC to Brigham (over 1 hour drive, following the law ;) in order to be by my side and bring me to the ER and back home. My mother also left her work early so that I wouldn't have to be alone until Michael arrived. I was definitely taken care of.

As for the car, it is totaled and we are desperately on the hunt for a "new" car to replace it. Ole' Henry (that was my car's name) was worth more to me that anybody can really put a price tag on. But thankfully, the guy who hit me had insurance and is able to pay for a rental for me for 2 weeks while we search for another car. Also, we just received info that our settlement for the car is quite a bit more than we expected. I think the Lord is looking after us. Michael even said that this is great because "now we get to buy a new car!!!" Chuckle chuckle.

I'm going to miss my little car, he was the first one I learned to drive stick shift on,



he was also the recipient of accidental window painting by some confused girls on my 20th birthday [super funny story].



And Henry was attacked on my 21st birthday by Michael while I was at church, being covered in window paint and streamers and filled with about 50 green balloons.

And one of the best things was that he was given to me completely FREE by a sweet couple who were about to go on their mission! We've had some good times, yet it is time to move on and hopefully buy a Subaru. [Love it for the All-Wheel Drive in the snow]


And for my next story, I locked my keys in my rental car today. Yes, that's right. I am officially a locking-keys-in-the-car ditz.
I say this because it has happened 3 times in the last year. First, at Beaver Mountain while Michael and I were up there snowboarding and I locked his keys in Gator (his car). Second, the night Michael and I got engaged, I locked my keys in Henry while we were freezing our bottoms off in the snow up Green Canyon. And now, I've outdone myself as I locked myself out of my RENTAL car. And the spare key was on the regular key ring in the car. So, I payed $40 to a locksmith who of course only had to take 2 seconds to unlock the car with his special tools. I think I'm glutton for punishment or cursed or something. Never a dull moment with me, that's for sure. Good thing we can laugh at all this!