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So I was in a car accident last Thursday afternoon, approximately 3:15pm EST.
It’s actually a little more complicated than “a car accident.” I guess I should just start at the beginning.
My car was a 1998 Chevy Monte Carlo, which my dad bought new and drove up until a few years ago, when he gave it to me. I didn’t want it, it was big and heavy with no turn radius to speak of and each door weighed like a thousand pounds. Oh, and I suppose a black car with black leather interior is fine for Iowa (which is where my dad bought and drove it), but Florida – no, not so much. On the other hand, it got me from A to B and it had working AC as well as a radio (I gave up on CDs a long time ago). And since both of my jobs…
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