Pibal
I’m very thankful to the safety engineers at Subaru. My wife was traveling in “Ruby Sue” (it’s family tradition to name our cars), a 2004 Forester, on I-405 last Friday when she got caught in a squeeze play between two semis. Short story is she walked away from a horrific crash. Although the left side sheet metal was ripped apart, the hood was folded up, the front end severely compressed, and the rear window blown out, nothing squeezed the driver/passenger compartment. The seatbelt and airbag worked their magic. The end result was nothing more significant than a few bruises and some impact trauma.
About ten times a day, she walks around and says “Guess what? I’m alive!!!!”
Following the doctor’s report that “Looks like you’re gonna be just fine,” my wife offered the funniest line of the day: “So you’re saying I don’t need a face lift after all?”
I’m a lucky guy… Thanks God…
Happy Thanksgiving West Seattle!