car angels

friday. just switched drivers and back on the road. it is approaching twilight. the time between sunset and dark. it is raining cats and dogs. the roads insist on deviation. the driver is slightly overconfident. our anticipation is basically displacing our sensibility.
we wreck. damn.
barreled off the road, skipped and jumped over a few ledges, got intimate with a barbed wire fence, and stopped 10 feet from a bottomless ravine. okay, maybe not bottomless, but we wouldn´t have surfaced unscathed....

it really was the perfect wreck.

we were completely uninjured. okay, the wreck tugged on some confidence levels...namely the driver. our backseat passenger managed to get a shiny new coat of vegetable dip from head to toe. and i, was just happy that i could still nod my head and wiggle my toes. toasty, on the other hand, suffered some serious boo boos. flat tire, tranny issues, broken fender...if cars could talk, i am sure mister toasty would have some choice words for us.

so, the locals come to the rescue. namely alonso. within minutes, we are tugged out and alonso is changing our flat in the pouring rain...barefoot. i start the car up and as it sputters some last minute f-you´s, i manage to drive 1 kilometer to the perfect turn off spot. just in time too, toasty died at that point.

we hitch a ride back to san ramone with alonso and his family...find a great hotel room with 3 king size beds, change, grab a bite to eat, and starfished it in our comfy beds til the sun came up.