Ken and the Ferrari

You know how men are about cars. Seems like from the time they can talk, they know the difference between a Chevy and a Toyota, a Malibu and a Camero. I don't know any of that. I know I don't like to have to lay down to drive, I know I'm not a big fan of red cars, I know I want a cup holder that can hold a big gulp. That's what I know.

So I have to tell you about Ken's run in with the little red Ferrari. Every man's dream right....nightmare in this case. I will preface this story with the disclaimer that, yes, I did tell him how stupid he is, and all involved are fine.

So, (my favorite word) Ken was going from work to a scouting event. He was going to get on "the 55" (yes, we're from CA and all freeways start with the.) It was mid day and traffic was un-characteristically light. As he was getting on the freeway on ramp, he discovered he was on the northbound on ramp, and he wanted to go south. So, does he continue, go a block and a half, get off "the 55" and get back on going the right way, NOPE. He decides to BACK UP ON THE ON RAMP! Really. He said he looked around and didn't see anything. By now you've all probably figured what happened next, but give me the pleasure of telling you. He backed right ON TOP of a little red Ferrari, that's right, drove right on top of the hood of the low rider.

For any of you who question the need for insurance, let me tell you we cannot afford a Ferrari. We are actually grateful that we have the extended 100,000 property damage coverage. Hopefully that will be enough.

The kids are having a hey day with this one. I did tell Jake that if he came home and told me he backed ONTO a Ferrari, I'd probably have screamed at him. But, I held my tongue as best I could. I didn't yell, but yes, I did ask him why he didn't just turn around.

Life in the OC, why couldn't we live in Montana. I'm pretty sure his Equinox couldn't run over a pick-up.