New Adventures of my Car

I did not know if i should name this blog "My Darling Sister" or what I named it. I need new contacts and the place where I normally get them, does not stock them anymore. Mom suggested I try a new place in town, so after work, I went there. I met mom there as she had my prescription, and Tori went to the Scotiabank plaza. I was waiting for her to come back, and texted "where are you". She walked in thirty seconds later and whispered that she needed to talk to me. She had apparently run my car into a curb, and popped the tire. She also bent the rim. We had to call a tow truck to put the spare on (I have only ever put tires on with dad there telling me what needed to be done, so I did not want to do it.) Now, I have to spend the weekend getting my other tires put on, and getting a front end alignment. My poor car. I had it for a year and a half and nothing bad happened to it. Now within two months, it has slid into a snowbank, and a curb. The picture of the car is it with the spare tire.