Losing Control

Yesterday, driving home, the ice on the streets attacked me. I was driving, and the next thing I know, the ice was driving me. What the heck? I didn't know that's how it worked. Anyway, I guess the ice doesn't know how to drive very well, because it drove the car into the curb. I say, good thing the ice chose to drive when there were no other moving vehicles around. Ohh, how lucky. I can almost say, "An airbag saved my life." But not quite. Now I'm nervous. Would the airbag have been there for me if I needed it? I don't think so. I don't trust my airbag.

Signed,

"Your Confidant"