I guess when you drive 30 miles every day round trip in bumper to bumper traffic for more than two years, it is inevitable that those bumpers are going to meet at some point.
Couple of little scratches – hard to even see unless you know where to look. The very young girl that hit me was on the verge of tears. I told her to relax – grand scheme of things not that big of a deal.
Of course if she had hit me harder, it would’ve been a bigger deal.
But it’s all okay now – because I’m here…