poor little izzy

So my poor little car, Izzy, is somewhat severely injured. One of the headlights is kind of hanging out and the fender needs to be replaced... because I crashed it last night.

There was an epic snowstorm on this end of the state, that started while I was at work. By the time I left work at 8:00, it wasn't snowing much, but everything was solid ice and the wind was blowing insanely. So I left the parking lot and went down route 2 for about five seconds, then there was a red light up ahead so I hit the brakes. Which did not work. The car didn't stop, it just slid forward on the ice - and kept sliding... into the next lane, where my car ran right into the side of another car that was stopped at the light. Oh gods.

It was terrifying but kind of really weirdly slow-motion terrifying. It felt kind of like when I was little and went rollerblading down the street and didn't realize that I didn't know how to stop, until I was careening down a hill with no control. During the accident I had this weird kind of calm outside-ness, like I was watching it and wasn't a part of it. But anyway.

I crashed into another car, tried to swerve away and hit the other car again, and that finally stopped my car. My car ended up being more damaged than the other one. The girl whose car I hit was really, really nice, almost the same age as me, and she didn't blame me for what happened... for which I am basically eternally grateful...

There was a lot of standing outside in the violent cold wind and the night felt quite surreal, ice everywhere and wind, and sirens filling the air (there were very many other accidents because of the dreadful ice). The fire department came and the firemen moved our cars out of the street and into a parking lot, then the police came, and my parents. It was really odd.

I was extremely nervous about the cost of repairs, because it is going to be a lot. But it turns out that the insurance is going to cover practically all of it. Yay! While the car is in the shop I have to have my parents drive me to school, or peel the parking sticker off of my car and put it on my mom's so I can borrow it.

Ahh. Poor little car... This has been a really bad month for driving. Maybe I will learn how to teleport. Or start memorizing bus schedules.