MrsHar has crashed her car into trash cans twice in the past two months. She'll be driving down residential streets (speeding, of course) and BAM! She plows right into them.
The one yesterday, she said, "came out of nowhere". WTF?
Now I gotta get the passenger-side view mirror re-attached/replaced. Eventually, we'll get the right side of the rear bumper fixed from when the wall at the mall parking lot hit her last month...
She has to go to traffic school for a speeding ticket she got about a month ago (as she was being pulled over, she got me on my cell phone and asked me to talk to the cop -- I laughed and said, "What the hell do you want me to say to him?!").
Do y'all thinks she's:
a) angry at me for some reason?
b) trying to wreck the car to get a new one?
c) just a typically distracted female driver who never played a team sport and has less-than-ideal "court sense" about where things are in relation to where she is?
d) all of the above?
She still maintains that -- like Rainman -- she's an "excellent" driver.
ScottHar