With Baby Bro starting college this week, I decided to post a photo of what he did to my Bu 4 years ago. You see I had my car for a few years and it had its issues. That could be blamed on the miles I piled on it driving to and from Dallas, OKC and Tulsa while I lived in Ada many moons ago. Could be. :-) It was already starting to have issues again – a leaky gasket or something of the sort.
The story goes that I had to leave the car at home for a few days until I could get it into the shop. In place of my car, I took Baby Bro’s. I knew he wouldn’t mind – he was a newbie at being 16 and I had nothing to worry about with him driving my car, or so I thought. While out running errands in my somewhat small-ish hometown, I over heated his car. Big mistake! It was a hot August day and the fan in his car quit working. Therefore his car was towed away by a local wrecker service, I was picked up and we were one car down.
Fast forward to the next day. I’m at home, Dad has just pulled into the driveway and Baby Bro calls – in tears. The first words out of my mouth, Did you wreck my car? More boo hooing. I knew right then and there something was wrong with my Baby. My only way of transportation to and from my summer school class I was taking. All I could think about was crap, crap, crap. We get to the scene of the accident and Baby Bro has decided to run into a corner fence post…a pipe one at that! The fence post didn’t survive and neither did my car. He totaled my car.
His car came out of the shop a few days after he wrecked my car. Life went on like he never did anything wrong.