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Happened a year ago so we’re almost finished with construction.
My car was parked on the right side on the break in the concrete. He was going 45-50 mph and pushed it over 5-10ft of concrete, through a windstorm certified garage door, and into a filled garage.
If my car hadn’t been there he would’ve driven right into one of the front bedrooms.
Had the pictures pop up in my memories and decided to share the crazy experience!
Can’t tell if he was lucky or unlucky.
Unlucky.
Dying from covid has to suck. It was shitty enough when. I managed to fight it off post vaccine I don’t want to imagine how painful it would be to have a lethal case of it.
That plus life post covid is pretty nice. There’s a lot of bad but feels like there’s more good than bad when we go out and seize the day a bit