Cant. Car's been impounded. Happened last night, while he was doing the paper route. Dad was so shaken up he couldn't pass a sobriety test, and mom didn't grab a picture, 'twas 3:00'clock in the morning, to dark. But to give you a vauge idea, here's a description from me mum
Gearshift+boxthing in the middle between seats is now a parallelogram instead of a rectangle.
The glovebox is forgeted in ways that would make demolition derby experts say 'Dyaaaamn.'
Entire right side of the car has had a facelift.
The windshields cracked.
Both passenger windows are shattered, cut the stuff out of my dad.
Backglass is forgeted.
Windshield wipers are surprisingly okay.
His coffee-cup is slightly dented. loving German-made stuff lasts forever.
The trunk wont open because the face-lift went into the back.
He had to kick the drivers door open to get out.
THE loving ENGINE DIDN'T STOP RUNNING.
The trunk that hit him spun his car into the neighbors yard. He's damn lucky the car didn't roll over.
