Today my boyfriend was taking me home, when some idiot flew out of a side road and almost killed us. Luckily, my boyfriend managed to stop and we didn't think we got hit. We just started yelling at the guy and saying what the hell and blah blah blah. But we didn't think we got hit. So when we got to my house, we looked, and one of his headlights broke some. It wasn't completely smashed though. I felt bad though, because we should have stopped and looked and had the asshole's insurance pay for it. I guess it's a learning lesson. Nothing like that has happened to him or I before. So I guess next time we'll just have to get out and look to make sure it's really fine. My boyfriend's car was really well taken care of before, and it looked nice. So I feel guilty for just letting the guy get away.
Sorry to rant so much. Wow.