Wrecked

Yesterday, I drove through an unmarked intersection and a blue BMW smashed into the end of my car. It caused us to spin around a couple times before the car hit the curb and sent us up onto the grass.

As we were spinning, the strangest thing happened. I had this weird sensation that it was just like any other moment and didn't have the slightest worry that we would smash into something. I think I thought we were just going to slow to a stop. So it kind of surprised me when we smashed into the curb.

Ashlie and I were fine. We were on our way to an Indian store and in an unfamiliar part of town. The insurance agent called me today to get my statement. He told me that the other driver confessed it was her fault, even though she also did not have any signage, because she was going much faster than she should have been. We were both lucky she didn't T-bone me one second earlier. A few miles faster on her part, slower on mine, and who knows...

I'm still a little shaken up but not bad. Ashlie, my friend in the car, said that she saw them coming and tried to say something but nothing would come out. Later she told me that she had an uneasy feeling getting into my car (but that's not an uncommon sentiment for passengers entering my car anyway).

The agent also told me today that the car is totalled. Bye bye, little Kia... you had a good run.

I'm thankful God protected both of us. Ashlie happens to be the girl going over with me, and its funny that the car wrecked with us both in it. Please keep praying for safety- even before we get to Afghanistan.