I'd get angry, but I'm the only one to blame.
And anyway, no likes an angry drunk.
Driving (approx 30-35 mph) home last night on SB HWY 49, just South of Auburn, I had an encounter with a mountian.
Well, part of a mountain anyways.
I shant bore you with the details, but here's what I learned:
-AWD doesn't mean dick if the wheels aren't on the ground.
-AWD will not make up for driving skill, or rather, the lack there of.
-Mountains always win. Always.
-While cars can be repaired/replaced, the Frail Male Ego cannot.
Pictures of the carnage