That's right boys and girls. Javann's long and sordid love affair with insurance agents and SR-13's has struck again. I had another accident. Good news, bad news. Good news, it wasn't my fault. Bad news, it wasn't my fault. Its frustrating because I know I could've done a much better job destroying my own car, but fortunately, a good sized ford Expedition went medieval on my car. Am I hurt? I was going to say only my feelings, but after so many accidents, even those go numb.
How do I keep surviving these things? More importantly how do I keep getting into them? If I have some sort of special car-crash-survival-skill set that I don't know about, I'd gladly trade it for the special don't-crash-the-car-skill set that surely must exist. Its getting to the point that as soon as I touch a car, its going to experience a sharp increase in insurance premiums, and steeper dive in overall value.
I remember asking exactly who hates me so much that I've had six more accidents than the normal person. This at a time when I was trying so hard to not have an accident, at least before I turn 25. I drive for a living, and I almost log over six hundred miles a week in the FedEx truck alone, yet, I've not managed to learn how to safely navigate our fine highway system here in Alabama.
I am the master of disaster.