I'm A Very Good Driver.

I can say that, right? Because it took approximately 30 1/2 years for me to have my first car accident. Not bad, I think.

So picture this:

Charissa driving to work
Fire Trucks pulling out from Fallsway Rd doing a U-Turn onto 83
Cars brake in strange places not sure how to react to fire truck
Girl in Honda brakes
Charissa brakes
Brakes lock
Charissa slides
Charissa performs accident avoidance maneuvers
Charissa hits curb, blows tire, cracks rim
Charissa still hits Honda

Aaahhhh... Good story. Believe it or not, I'm really taking it all okay. The driver I hit was very kind, and I was very apologetic. I felt bad. The firemen were fun and polite and helpful, and the Baltimore Policemen (although it took a long time for them to show up) were very nice. (They came back later to make sure I was towed okay.)

I was lucky because it could have been worse. After the our claim was filed, one policeman moved my car off of the curb (that's the curb on 83N and Fayette Street - yep, that was me) and to a side street, and I waited for a tow truck for about two hours. CJ was awesome, because she came to wait with me, and then took me home. So I'm currently without a car, and it won't get looked at until Monday... which means I'll need to get a rental car on Sunday.

Oh well... like I said, I was lucky. It could have been worse in so many ways. Sure, I may have a hefty car repair in my future, but everything important is safe and in tact.

For now, I'll just live with the amusement that for a few short hours, I was one of those exclamation points on the traffic.com map of Baltimore. There go my 15 minutes of fame...