You Can Take the Clyde Out of the Trailor Park, But You Can't Take the Trailor Park out of the Clyde

For the past 4 years, I've been driving a gas guzzling, 8.1 liter, 325 horsepower Chevy Silverado super truck, which is powerful enough to tow the space shuttle on it's launch pad . It's an awesome truck and would do just as well at the monster truck rallies as it would in the doctors parking lot. I finally decided to be a little more ecofriendly by conserving gas and getting a sedan that is comfortable and gets reasonable gas mileage. I've been studying on line the different luxury cars and renting a few different ones while on trips. I finally decided on the #1 "super luxury" car as rated by US News and World Report Cars. The Lexus LS 460 AWD is one of the safest most luxurious cars available. The drive home was like sitting in a heated barka lounger watching a movie. The sound system with its Mark Levinson 19 speakers blasts out the music as if your in the middle of Key Arena during a KISS concert. (That probably really dates me.)


What can I say, but WOW!

As you can imagine, I am just ecstatic with the great purchase I've made.

Well, if you have children, don't let them read this next part.

I was cruising home at a very reasonable speed (60-65 mph) on highway 101 just a 1/2 mile before the Steamboat Island Road exit. I'm following Patti who is quite far ahead of me. As I'm driving along, I see a flash of something out of the corner of my eye to the left of the car and at the exact same nanosecond, I hear a thud, thud, thud on the side of the car. I hit my brakes to slow down, and look to my left to behold my left rear view mirror hanging on the side of the car by the wires in the post which controls the heating element and view control in the mirror. Of course, I am freaked out because something just hit me, which seemed to be in the form of a deer. I mean, this deer ran into me. It didn't run in front of me, it ran into the side of me. When I drove into the garage, I stepped out of the car to behold this...

But, it wasn't just the mirror. As I looked along the side of the car, there were dents in the front panel, the driver door panel, and the rear panel. And it partially ripped of the bumper panel.

Well, you can imagine my despair. Un freakin' believeable!

I went to work trying to clean up the mess as best I could. You see, I'm a doer, not a sitter. I don't just wait for things to get fixed, I take care of them myself! I've always found that you can fix about anything with some wire and duct tape.


There, that ought to do it.

No need to take it to the collision center. It's still driveable!