RIP Beemer

In 76, when I completed 18, I got my driving licence and my dad gave me a white, lovely, amazing, beautiful, used BMW. That car had 2 accidents while we were together. The first one was in 77 and it was not my fault. I was parked on the street, waiting for someone, when a great bit truck went by at high speed. The top of its trailer caught a large branch of the tree above me and it came crashing down with an incredibly loud noise! The driver didn’t even notice and didn’t stop. I had a terrible fright! Especially when I looked back and saw that my back seat had totally disappeared! In its place there was the largest tree branch I had ever seen! I was very lucky to escape. Despite all the drama, the car recovered well, after a long stay in a garage.
I can’t say the same about the other accident, in 1980. This one was only my fault in the sense that if I had not loaned the car to a careless driver, the accident might not have taken place. It was Luis’ birthday and he decided to go with 2 friends to get some beer for the party. The accident happened on their way back. Although he denied it, I bet my last dollar they were speeding and they might have been drunk too! Suddenly, an animal crossed in front of the car. He couldn’t avoid it, and as his front tyre went over it, the car flipped over. He just walked, and so did one of his friends, but the 3rd guy was thrown out of the car and “cleaned” the tarmac with his back, so he had to spend the night in hospital. Despite the accident being quite bad and the car having been completely destroyed, all in all they were very lucky. Luis said it had been impossible to avoid the rhino, the others were convinced it was a goat but he insisted that if it was a goat then it was the size of a rhino and he only regreted he no longer had a car to take it home and roast it in the bbq for the birthday banquet!