Camy LIVES!
It is hotter than hot outside! I will never take air conditioning for granted again! Oh how I miss my AC!
Enough about the weather though and how my back is dripping sweat. Their is much to be grateful for.
This past Friday Jordan and Mom were on their way down to Lewiston to work on staining some wood for our new home. They were in our '97 camry whom we named Camy. (FYI)
Jordan is about to turn when she looked in her rear view mirror and sees a pick up coming straight for them from behind. The guy slams on his breaks. Jordan and Mom could do nothing about it though. They knew they were going to be rear ended and so they were. Good news though! Mom was able to save the dutch bros coffee from spilling! Oh and neither of them were harmed. Jordan was worried she wouldn't be able to go to San Diego as she had planned. She was leaving that afternoon in Camy but if Camy was totaled she could kiss Cali good bye. Both Mom and Jordan got out of the car to find this punk kid in a heavy metal tank top, puffing away at his cigarette. His pick up's right side was completely dented in and the passenger door would not open.
After looking at the punk's car they were a little hesitant to look at Camy. She's already had a lot of work done. We didn't want to have to put her through construction again. After more than one face lift it starts to look a little plastic. We didn't want that for Camy.
Mom and Jord got up the strength to look at the rear of Camy. Double take. Camy was in perfect condition! Not even a scratch! God had His angel armies protecting Camy, Jord and Mom. Thank heavens!
Punk boy who I am going to nick name, Kid Rock, had the nerve to ask, "Were you trying to turn there?" (Inhales that smoke a little more.) Before Jordan could answer his motarded question Ma Grizzly gave Spike a good what-for. After a verbal abuse and a class on sign language I think Mom finally got through to him. Just kidding. Mom answered Kid Rock's question by saying, "Yes, that's why she was signaling to turn with her blinker."
Again Spunky Punky Smoke Stack boy is just plugging away at that fire-ette. Mom called "nine - eleven" as she would call 9-1-1. An awesome cop came down and took care of business. Thankfully they had a witness who witnessed the rear ending. Kid Rock was looking down at his phone and wasn't able to stop in time. Punk got an inattentive charging. Serves him darn right. Don't mess with my family. (You think Mom was bad, good thing Gabbie wasn't there or he'd be in a world of hurt.)
It was a true miracle! The best part of this story though is that Max told Jordan, (and I quote) "Don't get in a wreck in four hours!" He told this to Jordan before they left. The timing was a little off but it doesn't get more real than that.
I am so glad all is well! So grateful to my God for protecting our family!
Enough about the weather though and how my back is dripping sweat. Their is much to be grateful for.
This past Friday Jordan and Mom were on their way down to Lewiston to work on staining some wood for our new home. They were in our '97 camry whom we named Camy. (FYI)
Jordan is about to turn when she looked in her rear view mirror and sees a pick up coming straight for them from behind. The guy slams on his breaks. Jordan and Mom could do nothing about it though. They knew they were going to be rear ended and so they were. Good news though! Mom was able to save the dutch bros coffee from spilling! Oh and neither of them were harmed. Jordan was worried she wouldn't be able to go to San Diego as she had planned. She was leaving that afternoon in Camy but if Camy was totaled she could kiss Cali good bye. Both Mom and Jordan got out of the car to find this punk kid in a heavy metal tank top, puffing away at his cigarette. His pick up's right side was completely dented in and the passenger door would not open.
After looking at the punk's car they were a little hesitant to look at Camy. She's already had a lot of work done. We didn't want to have to put her through construction again. After more than one face lift it starts to look a little plastic. We didn't want that for Camy.
Mom and Jord got up the strength to look at the rear of Camy. Double take. Camy was in perfect condition! Not even a scratch! God had His angel armies protecting Camy, Jord and Mom. Thank heavens!
Punk boy who I am going to nick name, Kid Rock, had the nerve to ask, "Were you trying to turn there?" (Inhales that smoke a little more.) Before Jordan could answer his motarded question Ma Grizzly gave Spike a good what-for. After a verbal abuse and a class on sign language I think Mom finally got through to him. Just kidding. Mom answered Kid Rock's question by saying, "Yes, that's why she was signaling to turn with her blinker."
Again Spunky Punky Smoke Stack boy is just plugging away at that fire-ette. Mom called "nine - eleven" as she would call 9-1-1. An awesome cop came down and took care of business. Thankfully they had a witness who witnessed the rear ending. Kid Rock was looking down at his phone and wasn't able to stop in time. Punk got an inattentive charging. Serves him darn right. Don't mess with my family. (You think Mom was bad, good thing Gabbie wasn't there or he'd be in a world of hurt.)
It was a true miracle! The best part of this story though is that Max told Jordan, (and I quote) "Don't get in a wreck in four hours!" He told this to Jordan before they left. The timing was a little off but it doesn't get more real than that.
I am so glad all is well! So grateful to my God for protecting our family!
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