Some days very strange things happen our way.
I was driving from a visit with my cousin, nearly home, when I saw a bright red car in the outside lane moving very fast.
As he sped along the side my car, passing on the left, I could see something flapping.
He was only a little bit in front of me when THE-WHOLE-REAR-BUMPER ripped off the back of his vehicle, and went flying in the air… RIGHT-OVER-MY-CAR!
Oh. My. God!
I could not believe my eyes.
It was like a special effects movie.
Thank goodness that bumper went over me and not into me.
This was a big flash back in time, to 1978, when I was traveling on interstate I 84 heading to Hartford, Connecticut.
A truck tire with the full rim, was in the passing lane of the highway and by the time it was visible, it was too late.
I hit it with my car.
I was only going forty miles in a fifty mile zone.
Upon hitting the tire, I was air borne.
The next thing I heard was this awful crack of my wrist and forearm… breaking apart.
After surgery and a metal implant in my right arm, it was almost a year before I could drive again.
I did get a cool nick name though, my kids call me the bionic woman.
So you can imagine this bumper flying over my car was like a bad dream reinventing itself.
But I I believe in angels.
Mine, I am sure has been pretty busy taking care of me all these years.
That angel of mine sure has had a big job, <laughing>.