My poor loyal steed was lamed...

Welp... I've been having a string of bad luck. First my battery died Saturday morning. I got that boosted but was told the battery reserves are drained and it's only working at 40% efficiency or so and might fail in a short while. Then I also found out my headlight was blown. Easy enough fix. Got a bulb at Walmart and got that changed with about twenty minutes of effort, a pair of pliers, a flathead screwdriver and plenty of elbow grease. It was rather... snug. Anyway, that only left getting my remote start system reset so my keyless entry (and namesake remote starting) can work again. Was gonna work on that Tomorrow.

Yeah... no such luck. Skid and/or brakes failed, swerved, hit a traffic island, now my poor noble steed/chariot's foreleg is lamed. Snapped the axle. Cobie looks so sad and lonely just sitting there in the mechanic's lot...

Oh, and my insurance company found out I moved to the high risk area of the GTA so my premium almost doubled. Yay me... Wonderful way to start the week.

But hey, I got... 20 seconds of excitement? Also, seriously, I don't panic under stress... it's weird...