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On the way from NYC gig, it was a hard snowing night. No one was going faster than 20mph in Connecticut. However, the highway was dry and clear when I entered Massachusetts. I started to go the regular Mass Pike speed, 70mph. There was a huge 18-wheeler infant of me suddenly dropped a pile of snow from its roof. I ran it over and started to spin. I stopped sideways at the right edge of the highway. The 2 cars behind me were too close to stop and crashed into me.
Because of the injury, I stayed home the next few weeks. While I was taking a daily walk with my sling, I saw this car on sale. I visited the shop every day and completely fell in love with it.