The Impervious Sparkle Motion

I was heading home from the law firm on 4th Ave S last night, exhausted from the day and considering the Heroes episode and Trader Joe's delicacies awaiting me in Wallingford. Brooke and I had instituted a major database change in CaseHawk, a harrowing experience of second-guessing and frantic bug fixes. Have I mentioned that Brooke and I develop CaseHawk at the same time as it is used by a law firm full of assistants and attorneys? What a wonderful development strategy; I recommend it to all.

The day had been hectic, to say the least.

So, I was grateful when an SUV slowed down to allow me into the left lane on 4th, so that I might take the weird elevated ramp up to a left turn on Atlantic. The cars lining up the ramp to the red light was typically long and I had to throw some weight into the brake after having accelerated into the merge. But stop I did, well short of the car front of me.

Mr. Honda Pilot, who moments before had let me cut in, did not fare so well and, as I checked the rear view after my stop, appeared to be driving just a bit too fast. His brakes squealed, I tensed, and my bumper exclaimed in protest.

So, my car is all screwed up, right? Our accident started a chain reaction of fender benders? No. My Honda hardly moved and the car in front of me drove off without seeming to notice. Sparkle Motion may have a few little scratches but the major effect seemed to have been the removal of dirt and dust from my bumper in the pattern of his license plate.

Time for me to take a shower and drive to work. I love you, Sparkle Motion.* WPG2 Plugin Not Validated *