Well great... You know that feeling when you think you're the best driver in the world... then something happens to put you in your place. Umm... that just happened to me BIG TIME! I had left my school at 5:30... being a responsible adult with my brand new real adult job. So I was driving along... well inching along... on I35, when I spotted a car to my right that I like. As you all know... I do have my sights set on getting a new car. (Although, Jeff thinks I should wait until I have to push mine into the junkyard.) Traffic started moving, so I accelerated a bit... and went back to look at the name of the car. 2 seconds pass and I look back ahead to see the tail lights of a stopped truck. I slammed on my breaks, but It was too late. So... I had to step out of my car on I35 (my worst social nightmare) to see his bumper bent down and mine bent in. Just a minor fender bender, whose only injury was a horrific cut on my hand given by the nails on my other hand during my seizure-like reaction to the tail lights. As if my poor old car hasn't been through enough. It must just want to go die peacefully alone on a farm or salvage lot... but I keep it's last days action packed. Well, I have to go call the guy because I gave him expired insurance information... and I don't want to be dragged from my classroom and hauled to the slammer tomorrow.