On my way back home. 7.10 p.m. Daniela says: "No Dad, I'm fine with your car. I know that my car is having fun at the mountains." 7.12 p.m. Diego says: "So the kid will go to an old man and see what the largest number on Earth would be." 7.15 p.m. Damn! 7.20 p.m. Daniela says: "They are coming in 40 minutes. I'm sure that the traffic may contribute to that."
So, a guy bumped into my car. Well, not my car. The car I was driving. To be more specific; my dad's car. He asked me to trade so he could take my Jeep to the mountains...sure you can. Lucky me.
We all got fine. It was not the biggest accident. Not the first and I'm sure not the last in Ave. Constitución. Thank God it was Friday!