Wait... I thought you bought his car..
Oh fuck me his car is silver lol. Didn't you bay that car from some one off here?? I know you did
So they are identical. I thought Marc bought his after he deployed. Well at least I'm only semi crazy lol
No, your completely nuts. I ordered my car April 17, 2011 and it was delivered on August 30 with 47 miles. I drove her off of the truck. Ive put just about every mile on her, and she was beautiful. Never an engine issue, trans was great, even the rear end had no whine.
There were things I did to her that Swervo had done, like the good spears. There were other inspirations to my car, but in all, she was mine. Short of the paint, I did every bit of work to her.
Off of the car subject a bit- would it be prudent or odd to want to go to the funeral? I never met this man, and maybe his wife could take some comfort knowing I was ok. I dunno. My mother is driving up today to help with things. I have a car I can drive, so I'm good there. Just means my teenager will have to so without for a bit. There is so much going through my head right now, I can't even express.
---------- Post added at 12:49 PM ---------- Previous post was at 12:45 PM ----------
Marc - Almost 30 years ago (sheesh, fuck im old) my grandma pulled out of my cousins neighborhood after dropping her off. She wasn't paying attention and pulled right out and got T-boned on the driver side. Oncoming traffic was 40-45mph so it was a good hit. She wasn't wearing her seatbelt but, the police said if she had been, she would have died. She got tossed to the passenger side and it saved her. Regardless, she, from a 5 or 6 year olds perspective looked like shit. It hurt to see her that way but, my point in all of this, is that I was never upset at the driver who hit her. None of the adults were either (mom, dad, aunts, etc..) with the driver.
Sometimes, shit just happens. It wasn't your fault and you can't blame yourself for the guys death. You could go back and relive that accident 100 times and not once would there have been jack shit you could have done to change the outcome.
I'm not saying you are blaming yourself but, just incase you are... knock it off.
I don't blame myself. I'm just incredibly sad at the loss. I never even knew him.
And yeah, I didn't sleep much because all I could see was their truck right in front of me. In that split second none of my high performance driving classes, none of the great brakes and sticky tires meant a thing. None of my skills as a proficient driver mattered. Isaac Newton was in the drivers seat.