Friday, April 27, 2018

Broken windshield...

On SR-9 on the way home, Mark asked me to pass him a drink.  I reached behind me and looked backwards for a second and then heard BOOM!  Whatever hit my windshield left a baseball sized spider crack!  If I'd been looking forward, I might've swerved the car off the road to avoid it.  Luckily, I wasn't even watching the road for that millisecond. 


We can feel the end of the school year!!  Can you?

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