I had a pretty good attitude about the whole arrangement until just before 8:00 this morning...and now I really, really, really wish he was home. This morning, on my way down to the shop I hit a patch of loose ice, then black ice, then a guardrail (which I went over), then a fence, before coming to a stop in a very steep ditch about 20 feet from a river.
I just want to say that if it wasn't for a very helpful and concerned witness to the whole thing, a lovely OPP Officer who took great care of me and explained all that I had to do (and gave me a warm car to sit in while I figured things out), and my extremely supportive in-laws who are my rock in situations like this, I would have been a non-functioning mess for most of the day. Instead, I am able to say that I am fine.
Though my car is not.
Yes, that is a bee...Andrew put it on my car one day to bug me...
Anyway, this doesn't look like much, but the wheels are bent, and the right side is all crumpled.
The right side got pretty much all of the damage.
You can't see in this picture but the front bumper is cracked as well.
This is a picture from below. That hole you see goes up into my trunk.
So...from what we've learned between our mechanic (aka father in-law) and the body shop, the car is most likely going to be written off. I guess giant holes aren't recommended...oh wait, and neither are car bodies that are twisted.
All I have to say is, so lucky, so lucky, so lucky that I wasn't hurt, and neither was anyone else. And to repeat what I've heard all day - I can't believe I didn't flip it.