When bad luck turns good
Ever had a piece of really bad luck that turned out to be good?
About seven years ago, I was puttering around in my kitchen when I heard a really loud, sudden ThUd!! I knew something had hit the house. "Must be that tree limb that's been overhanging the deck," thought I, and went out back. Nope, the deck was limb-free. I strolled all the way around the house, peering up to spot any problems.
The last place I expected it, of course, was the back of my attached garage, next to my neighbor's driveway. And there it was. My neighbor's car was embedded in the back of my garage. Apparently, the poor old guy had hit the gas rather than the brake and driven out of his garage, crossed twelve feet of lawn, knocked over a small tree and smashed into my garage.
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