Life can be the pits!

So a little over a year ago, I bought my youngest daughter a car. Being the cheap skate that I am, I only paid $150 for it. It is an much older Honda Civic that has been through hell. But it runs, oh, when it wants to. My daughter hasn't wanted to drive it in the winter, but she is getting excited to drive it during the summer. Meanwhile, she has been driving my cars back and forth to where she needs to go.

About a week ago she wanted to go see a friend. I said sure, but she needed to drive her car. She was pretty excited and decided to go. She left and a while later called and said she was going to town. I asked if she wouldn't stop by the store in our town before heading to the bigger town.

The phone rings and she tells me the car is parked outside the store and won't start. Okay, so I will be there in a few minutes to get her.

Meanwhile, her friend and her friend's father have arrived at our house to pick up my daughter to take her to the other town. I explain to the father that the car won't start and I am going to go tow the car home. He askes if I have done this before and I tell him, yep, plenty of times. He says okay, but he will follow me down to the car.

We get to the Honda and push it out to the street, so I can hook it up to my car. Now, I have to tell you, I love to drive my Ford Festiva. It's a light weight, little car, that looks like a roller skate. It does not have air bags or anything that if hit, will save people in the car. It is an old sardine can, only holding 4 1/2 bodies inside, but it can hold three big bails of hay in the backend. Lol, that is another story for another time.

So the father looks on skeptically, but I assure him we can do this. So I back my Festiva in front of the Honda and pull out the straps I have in the back of the Festiva, they are actually motorcycle straps, not meant to pull cars. Now dad is really looking at me like I am crazy. I again assure him that my daughter and I have done this before. He hooks the cars together and sees there is only a two feet gap between the cars, more skeptical looks from him.

My daughter and I have a system, we have done this before and she knows she will have to be my brakes, I am the engine. It starts to sprinkle and I roll my window down. We have five miles to get back to the house, so we start. At the first stop sign I wave to her, out my window, not to stop. Next stop sign the same. The Honda weighs substantially more than the Festiva and I don't want to stop and go repeatedly.

We finally hit the highway and get the cars up to fifty miles an hour. I look in the rear view mirror one time and realize all I can see is the windshield on her car. So from here on out I look at the side view mirror. We are getting close to the house, but it is an uphill struggle and then my driveway is really uphill. So I am thinking I can't slow up, because I will never be able to pull her up to the house; and now I see headlights coming down the hill in our direction. No way am I slowing down.

I have my arm out the window and am really waving it to let her know I do not want to slow down. The driveway approaches and I make my turn. Okay, so I forgot her car was not on, therefore, she did not have power steering. Oops! She tries to manuver into the driveway, but can't cut the turn I made. Instead she accidentally does the pit manuver on the Festiva.

I have my dog in the front sit of the car with me, as the car begins to fly into a 180 degree motion, she flies into the windshield, in what I think is slow motion. Her face plants on the glass and she has a "what the fuck?" kind of look in her eyes. The car comes to a stop within seconds, though it did feel longer and I jump out of my car. My daughter jumps out of her car and begins to apologize, but all I can do is laugh.

There was no damage done to either car, though at the speed we were going, the Festiva should have flip. We were way lucky and I think I had better get bigger tow straps. LOL