Just what I needed.

Bad enough when I myself can't drive without animating people of all sorts to panic attacks or deep heartfelt sympathy with my car. Bad enough when I have stupid accidents. I really don't need my brother to be unable to take a turn without slightly colliding with another car. An old and half-dead car, he says - probably repairing the damage will cost more than the whole car is worth - and a bump in my car's side. Just great. Thanks, brother. Stupid idiot. "And he'd parked too close to the turn but thought I'd fit through but I didn't." Right. Ever heard of the saying "better safe than sorry"? Men. Really.

If anyone ever thinks they've got to say something about my over-anxiousness about fitting through tight spaces with my car, I'll hit them. I swear.

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( Das hab ich jetzt gebraucht. )

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