Fuck me, do I have the worst fucking luck ever.
So Thursday night, I'm driving down the highway, everything's kewl. And I hit something in the road. So I take the next exit (which was like 1/8 of a mile away) and pull straight into this gas station to check my car. I get out of the car and I'm leaking fluid, looks like my car's damn bleeding. I crawl underneath it and look and fuck if whatever I hit didn't fly up just right and punch a hole in my transmission.
Dammit. Dammit.
Middle of nowhere, 3 in the morning, at this fucking truck stop just outside Ft. Worth. Bleh...
Finally back home in SA and I'm gonna sleep like a motherfucker now. Damn I'm tired.
So Thursday night, I'm driving down the highway, everything's kewl. And I hit something in the road. So I take the next exit (which was like 1/8 of a mile away) and pull straight into this gas station to check my car. I get out of the car and I'm leaking fluid, looks like my car's damn bleeding. I crawl underneath it and look and fuck if whatever I hit didn't fly up just right and punch a hole in my transmission.
Dammit. Dammit.
Middle of nowhere, 3 in the morning, at this fucking truck stop just outside Ft. Worth. Bleh...
Finally back home in SA and I'm gonna sleep like a motherfucker now. Damn I'm tired.
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Good luck with the car.