Dang. My car got rearended today. I was stopped for traffic on the bridge when a truck came up behind me, hit me and pushed me into the trailer hitch of a pickup in front of me. Crunch.
You can't tell, but the hood is jammed shut and the trunk won't latch. I was able to drive it the few blocks home, but wouldn't trust it any farther than that (apart from it having no rear lights).
I wasn't hurt, nor was anybody else, including the cat on my lap. We were on the way to the follow-up vet visit, after last week's tooth extraction. Joe Fish is on my lap as I write this, relieved to be home.
I'd been hoping to get 300k miles (482803 km) on this car. I got 232247 (373765 km), which is still nothing to sneeze at. Toyota makes good cars--this 1992 Corolla has remarkably little rust and has been a great workhorse for the almost eight years I've owned it.
It does have a few muddy cat footprints on the hood, though. Or is this art?
