Smashed To Smithereens

The other day I went outside to jump in my car. There it was, in our assigned parking place, smashed to smithereens.

I've had that car for ONE month.

Apparently, some newly licensed driver accidentally gunned her piece of crap minivan instead of putting her foot on the brake. The front end of our car was a mess, the back end was up on the curb.

This minivan is the culprit. The cars were maybe twenty feet apart. She must have been going 35 mph.

When I went out there, I laughed. Why? Because this stuff just happens to us.

It began with our other BRAND NEW car. Drove it to the car wash for the first time, the guys at the car wash CRASHED it.

When we were selling that car, the first guy test driving it slammed on the brakes and got REAR ENDED. And then he wouldn't buy it.

Finally, two weeks ago, Dx was in the turn lane when the car in front of him BACKED UP INTO HIM.

Then this happens.

Yes, I know. I should count my blessings that no one was hurt and that we have never been at fault. But fault and harm is only a fraction of the problem. We still have to deal with the insurance and getting the damn things fixed. Now, since we sold one car and the new one is in the shop, we're out a vehicle.

Celiafae says it's bad Carma, that the cars and the universe know that we don't keep our cars very long and they therefore feel betrayed. That's BS. No one loves their cars nor takes better care of them than we do.

How do we end our unlucky car streak? Four accidents in 6 months, none of which were our fault? Make it stop!