Because it stopped me.
Two days ago, after I realized there were millions of little tiny ants tracking through my car, I got severely disgusted and temporarily forgot two things:
1) I was going in reverse
2) There was a fence behind me
And so my car reversed into my neighbors' fence, and then I guess...broke two of the "pickets." I got out of the car to see if there was any serious damage, and it didn't look too bad. I did see if my neighbors were home, which they weren't...so then I decided I wouldn't worry about it (though pangs of guilt are slowly wafting through my every last nerve). The fence is still standing erect, as though nobody backed into it. But tonight I snuck out to take a picture of it...and it looks as though somebody backed into it. Accchkkk!
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