I turned the car on, in hopes of getting air conditioner for as long as it took for the tow truck to get there, although I wasn’t to have that kind of luck.
Last year, I was involved in a minor accident. Both cars were able to drive off the highway and there were no injuries, so the highway patrolman wrote it up as a minor no fault accident. The other man had stopped dead, and I slammed into her truck. She said she was trying to see what the sign said that was on the mountain. The police shrugged it off. I looked at our car and realized coolant was running onto the ground, beneath our car. There was no way I was going to drive our car away, and if I could, I would not have air conditioner. On any morning when you wake up to eighty degree temperatures, you assume you will have to have air conditioner. I picked up our phone to call AAA and I realized the battery was dead. I had to walk up to the highway patrolman and ask if I could use her phone. AAA promised to have a tow truck there within an second, and in the meantime, all I could do was wait. I turned the car on, in hopes of getting air conditioner for as long as it took for the tow truck to get there, although I wasn’t to have that kind of luck. I sat in the car with the windows open, hoping to get a cool breeze from the cars going by. What I ended up with was a wild headache because of the car exhaust fumes. The man I hit stayed behind with myself and others while I was waiting for the tow truck. As much as both of us hit it off as people, I still knew that no accidental meeting was a nice 1.