One accident since we have been married. That's one accident in 13 years. And that was a crazy kind of accident and not even a serious one....it was what you would call a minor fender bender.
I'm talking about T.
Now she is the driver of the minivan. I don't drive it, she doesn't like my driving so she drives all the time. No big deal. I SOMETIMES get a little scared when she drives. Looks like she is going to run off the road, she drives a minivan that I would swear has a Nascar engine in it and if you are in her way she turns on her monster truck tire switch and prepares to run your ass over.
In a MINIVAN.
So as I sit in the passenger seat I usually grab onto the handle above the door. And I hold on for dear life and try not to shit my shorts.
Well this weekend I made a big mistake. John M. came to visit us for the weekend from Ohio. So instead of taking two cars everywhere I said I would sit in the very back with C2 and C3. I had plenty of room and fit in there with no problem.