It was pretty far off, but myself and my sister and our bandmates all went there to play, and it was a blast for a while. On the way there, though, she was driving really aggressively and ended up skidding on the ice on our home road and doing a 180 before stopping. She was completely nonchalant about it.
I asked if it would be all right if I drove on the way home, and she said no. I didn't feel like staying at the place as late as she did, so I hitched a ride with my dad.
Turns out she got in a car accident pretty much as soon as she started driving back. Apparently she's fine, but the car is pretty much done for. I feel like I majorly majorly dodged a bullet here, but I feel kinda guilty because I did give her some flak. I also feel like I did everything I should have because I told my dad, and he texted her to be careful on the way back. There was major fog on the highway, and I'm almost certain that even if she made it out of the city area she would have wrecked her car on the highway.
So yeah I'm alive
blogland should know I guess
