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Jan 26, 2010, 07:37 AM
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Member Since: Jun 2007
Location: Chicago, Illinois
Posts: 5,518
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Wow, Kaika - you can have my milk and cookies to go along with your Pokemon. That was a wild ride, huh? I'll bet you'll be checking those lines from here on out.  I'm glad you and your family are okay, though a little banged up.
My family moved from Washington State to Chicago when I was 2. I always liked to sleep on the "dash" behind the back seat and stare up and out of the window. We had an accident too. Someone cut my dad off in traffic, and he had to slam on the breaks real fast.
I flew through the air, bounced off the back of dad's seat, and landed on the floor board in the back. Mom took one look at me down on the floor and said "Eh, she's fine - lets keep going." 
My son is a little "shell-shocked" after coming home from war. He was out partying with some of his (girl) friends, and they were on their way home on the highway. My son was in the passenger seat.
They spotted a vehicle that had careened into a ditch, and it looked pretty bad. My son screamed "PULL OVER!" He jumped out of the car before she could fully pull over and come to a stop and he raced over to the vehicle.
There was no one inside. There was NO ONE INSIDE!  He frantically started scouring the brush looking for bodies that may have been thrown.
From behind, he hears a couple of guys say, "Dude, it's okay - the police just left....but THANKS. 
I was up when he came home. I asked him if he had a good time, and he said "Um yeah, it was pretty wild." 
Enjoy your games, ((Kaika))
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