You guys, my poor Mama. I wish I could say I come from a long line of attentive drivers, but alas, I do not. My poor Ma has managed to get in two automobile accidents in the past week and a half. One of them was pretty much her fault, although minor, involving a movie theater parking lot and some sun that was in her eyes. The other was absolutely not her fault because mine may be an inattentive people, but we are not criminally unintelligent. Yes, friends-- yesterday my mother was hit head-on by someone who had drifted into her lane because he was TEXTING WHILE HE WAS DRIVING! @#$%^&*, I would have totally found that guy and jerked his left arm off and beat him with it if he had killed my mom because he was texting while operating a motor vehicle.
So, Mama--I'm sorry your kneecap is broken and your clavicle is sprained.
And you guys. NO TEXTING! WHILE YOU'RE DRIVING!