"What am I supposed to do!? Not go shopping!?"
Aaaaand there it is. I heart America.
Aaaaand there it is. I heart America.
Since I was in one of the more "interesting" areas of Pittsburgh (at the height of the 1990s gang wars!), I wasn't about to pull over and risk getting shot. Instead, I dropped all 4 windows, and turned the heater up as far as it would go. Doing so would take heat away from the engine.
There was a loud bang, a flash of light, and then lots of smoke and steam inside and outside the car. But, that wasn't the worst part. The car, already pretty fucked up, was destroyed about a minute or so later. As I'm trying to exit the stricken vehicle (and hopefully push the mess off the road)...some idiot in a Chevy Blazer hit it, and wrote it off. Even with my seatbelt on, I couldn't even grab the door handle before my face hit the steering wheel 

I AM the evil bastard!


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