A drunk driver smashed into mine and my papas car while they were parked outside my house at about 11pm.
The pictures really don't capture the scene the way I saw it last night. There was debris everywhere, my papas car had been dragged up onto the pavement and mines had been bumped out into the middle of the main road. His is certainly a write off but I'm hoping little Cosmo's injuries are fixable.
The worst of all, is that this woman - while completely blootered - just drove away from the scene with her car probably smashed to bits too (I can only assume) Witnesses took down her details and someone attempted to stop her further up the road, and I hope she gets caught because she could have killed someone if anyone had got caught in her path.
Bit of a mental end to a week where I've just worked 7 days straight at the BBC, and clocked up over 80 hours (and was using my car every single day, ironically) I cant stop thinking about the 'what if's' and if my papa had went out 5 minutes earlier to put the cars in the driveway, what if she had ran him over? Luckily he was watching the end of the football highlights with our keys in his hand when the smash happened. But I need to stop thinking that way or I'll drive myself insane :( I am emotionally exhausted, but hopefully I'll be back with a more positive update soon ♥