I've heard before that most accidents happen within either a mile of your home, or 5 minutes from your home/destination...but, I honestly never really cared or believed it.
Until Now.
My car and I have a love/hate relationship. I call it a piece of shit, it decides to hit a deer. I make sure the oil and trans fluid are good, it wants to make the engine sound like it's gonna blow at a stop. Sometimes I love it, sometimes I don't. Either way, it hates me.
Anywho, you know what they say...
"Let the good times roll..." unless the fence stops you.
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