When it rains, you also get into car accidents.

Um, yeah. I was just in a car accident about an hour ago. As my mother is injured, I've been driving her around today. Earlier, we went to pick up some prescription drugs, take the vacuum cleaner to be fixed, and dropped off some film to be developed at the local CVS's 1hour service dealy. So, one hour later, I was headed back to pick up the pictures. In retrospect, I probably should have walked, as it's only about six blocks away. But, no, I was in a car, and turned off my tiny small residential street onto a slightly larger street making a left turn (see diagram below). I looked (and this is important) both ways and saw absolutely nothing coming. I nosed out to get a clearer view, and there was a goddamn stupid SUV parked on the street, which I had to lean forward to look around, and still nothing, so I make the turn. ... And then see the white car which is barrelling towards me. I think I knew even before it happened that it was not my fault, as she (young chick, mid-twenties probably)was going far too fast for the street. Also, if she attempted to slow down, it didn't do much. So, I got hit directly in the driver's side door, and I screamed because I did not know what the fuck was going to happen. Then the window shattered and glass fell over me. Obviously, I am alright, as I am online now. A little old man who was passing by told me to turn off the engine, lest the car explode. I didn't want to move, because I was covered in shards of glass that had also fallen into my shirt and the back of my jeans. The other driver immediately came over to me and said "Oh my god! Are you alright?" Aside from some surface cuts and being a bit shaken up, I was. A police person was actually passing by on the street and pulled over, and issued cops arrived soon after. As I was only a block from my house, I called my mother and she walked over. After some minor drama of not being able to find her insurance information (it was under the passenger's seat, for some reason) she drove the car home, and I walked (I didn't want to sit, as I had glass in my underpants. Not cool.) I got home and took a shower to rinse the glass off. My mother called a cab to take her to the 4 o'clock doctor's appointment that I was going to drive her to. Then I called my sister, who calmed me downed and suggested I call my father. If I feel hurt tomorrow, I should go to the doctor, is her advice. I vacuumed out the car. I called my father (he's going to the US Open all this week) and he said he'll call me tonight to see how I feel. And, now that you mention it, my neck is starting to hurt. And so, here we are!