As you can see, my little Ford Escort is no more. Yesterday evening as I was driving home from my sister's, I was involved in an accident. Someone didn't have their furniture secured in the back of their truck, and their sofa took off into flying in front of the vehicle in front of me. I was on I75 at that time going 65 mph, the Navigator in front of me slammed on his brakes, I slammed on mine; there was no chance of avoiding his SUV, I hit full force into him. The truck behind me then slammed into me as well as did the car behind him...yada yada yada. It turned into a five car pileup, yet mine was the only one vehicled that was completely totalled. I'm gonna miss my little Escort. What's weird is that on my drive up, I was thinking about how good this car has been to me; everytime I drive though Dallas, I'm always wondering if I'll be in an accident. Well, yesterday was the day. So long my friend, auf wierdersehen!
FYI, the police officers placed my front bumper there into the back window. No, it didn't magically land there.
The windshield stayed in one piece; it was cracked
but still holding together. And if you look closely,
you can see how the radio flew out on impact, it's
still holding on by it's wires.