Best… I mean… Worst… wait, no. BEST, WORST night evar!
Boy did I fuck up.

Well, best because Dick Dale was absolutely fucking incredible. He completely rocked. The show was even better than the last one. I can’t hear a damn thing even today. Seriously, he was awesome.

And worst because I smacked my new car into a curb and busted it up pretty bad. One the way home we took a road that was supposed to lead us to the ramp to I35. It turned out to be closed so we decided to turn around. I was following Charles. He turned around and went off and then I turned around. As I was coming out of the U turn and as I started to accelerate, the back end of the car broke completely loose. When it started to slide I turned into the slide to correct it and it shot the other way. I corrected that and then it just went completely around. The front right wheel bounced up onto the curb and the back wheel hit the curb at a slight angle.

The damage? Some plastic on the front end of the car got busted up and will have to be replaced. The bad part is that the back right wheel is bent in. Looks like either the axle or a control rod got bent. There’s no body damage, no wheel damage but it still looks pretty scary.

I went back to the scene a few minutes ago to take some pictures and it looks like right where I started to accelerate out of my turn there was a huge mud slick from the dirt hill next to the road. Combined with all the rain I think it was probably about as slick as ice. Felt like it at least. I’ve never had a car just whip around like that thing did. I’ll post the pictures when I can bear to look at them 🙂

<rwg> He wankeled right into the curb.

That’s some funny shit right there.

Pictures of the damage

7 thoughts on “Borst”

  1. Fuck up as in

    “I ate 30,000 calories worth of food and beer and gained 10 pounds.”


    “I need bail money.”


    “I hope everyone still likes me in the morning.”

  2. Ouch. That hurts, hurts, hurts. I say you blame mother nature and curse the world for a few hours(very loudly too). Hope the damage ain’t to bad.

  3. Technically, the concert was Sunday and the car thing happened on Monday. Between some crappy weather and some poorly marked road construction, something bad was bound to happen. I felt bad that it happened to your b’dass sportscar, which I still want to stroke amorously.

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