As we pulled out of the school parking lot on Monday the driver of the car I was in decided to not pay attention th the Civic in frony of us. He noticed at the last second that we were going too fast and hit the brake- at least, in theory. He missed the brake and hit the accel. Yay! Whiplash for me! I can't lift or pull, or do anything involving my chest muscles. The radiator is destroyed and the van we were in dumped all of its coolant in the street. Tis been almost a week and my chest is slowly getting better. No van and only a two seater car = no seeing King Kong today. Yargh! stressed
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