Guardrails always win… I guess.

Had a little mishap on Friday morning. Driving to work, my carpooler was off that day so it just me, myself and I in the car.

Torrential downpours nearly made me turn around about 2 minutes after I left home; I literally got off on the freeway on the second exit of our city… only to get right back on the highway because I thought it would be ridiculous if I stayed home from work because of rain. I did have a lot of crap to do though and it was a perfect day to stay inside and do laundry, clean, paint, etc.

Driving into work, I was doing just fine, it had stopped raining… no big deal, until I get about 2 minutes from work and decided to take a different exit this time.

Bam.

Well, I looked away to my left for a second, and clearly wasn’t doing what I was supposed to be doing… driving… and bounce, bounce. *punch thigh, fuck. punch thigh, fuck. did that just happen. i KNEW i should have turned around and stayed home. punch thigh, fuck fuck fuck.*

Kept driving. Didn’t hit another car, didn’t do anything with anybody else except for me and the guardrail.

Drove past some windows that had reflection. Couldn’t tell exactly what happened, but I just knew I hit something and I was expecting the worst.

Pulled into my parking ramp, parked… got out, braced myself… and I was pleasantly surprised at my damages… yes, damaged, but still surprised that it wasn’t as bad as I was bracing for.

*Forgive the crappy cell phone pictures since I didn’t have my real camera with me Friday morning and I didn’t take any pictures this weekend.

* Click on the pictures to make them bigger.

Figure A, B and C show you the marks. Stupid!

You know, it’s not bad… per se, but it’s bad enough.

When I say bad enough, I mean just enough damage to have to replace just about everything on the passenger side except the back right door, but that still needs to be painted.

It’s more frustrating, maddening grrrr pissed off at myself

than anything. I’m just thankful I didn’t hit anyone else and didn’t cause too much damage – nothing that can’t be fixed and I can be thankful it was raining and I just skidded into it, slid, bounced, and kept driving. I was only about 3 blocks from work.

I knew I shouldn’t have gone to work that day… Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda.

I got an estimate on Friday night and it wasn’t as expensive as I thought so kudos for that! And, the door still opens, car isn’t miss-aligned or anything, nothing is wrong except exterior cosmetic stuff.

So anyways, how was your weekend? Anyone have any stupid moments like I did or have you ever done something like this in the past?

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