I loved my Honda Civic. It has been the greatest car ever. Today I called my daughter, Monica, at 3:44 to tell her I was on my way home. At 3:49 I called her again to tell her I had been in a bad accident. I was OK, buy my poor baby Civic was totalled. The God stuff... It wasn't my fault. A pickup spun out in front of me and I did everything in my power to avoid him, but there was nooooo way. After I hit him the guy behind me hit me and then I hit the wall. Three collisions and I walked away with nothing but a couple of bruised knees. My friend Candice happened to be about five minutes behind me and stopped to pick me up and help me gather my belongings out of my car and drive me home! I felt so protected! God is so good!!
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