A sweet, sweet couple allowed us to use their gold Ford Taurus this summer. With Sara Maria and Adelyn driving back-and-forth to day camp this summer, an extra car has been a huge blessing. So … last Sunday I was heading to Camp Seafarer to pick up Grace to take her to Charlottesville for UVA orientation. I was turning right at an intersection. The lady in front of me accelerated to turn right on red. I checked for traffic and then pressed the accelerator without making sure she had actually gone. You know what happened. She didn’t go. And I rear-ended her. I didn’t just rear-end her, I totaled the borrowed gold Ford Taurus.
Grace and I adjusted our plans and she came to pick me up for orientation. On the way home on Tuesday, storms dotted the NC map. Bill called to check on us, but as we talked he said, “I’ve got to go.” In a few minutes he called me back. The wind (a mini-tornado?) picked up our trampoline, carried it over our chain link fence, skirted it past our magnolia, and slammed it into a gnarly pine. The trampoline is beyond repair.
So, today Sara Maria called me from the day camp. “Mom, a soccer ball flew over the fence and hit our windshield. It’s not shattered, but it is cracked.” At that point I just had to laugh. Out of all the cars in the parking lot, that soccer ball slammed into our 12-passenger van. Thankfully, Bill had a similar reaction.
Bill just called. He went out to the day camp to check out the windshield and to take Cameron to soccer practice. As he drove away, he noticed the car beginning to shake. Now this part is totally beyond me, so if it makes no sense, forgive me. Apparently a spark plug cap has blown off, disintegrated, or something. So the cylinders (???) are not firing in balance and this makes the car shake … a lot.