We are off to Miami. . . Not really.

So things started out pretty good on the way to the coast to drop off the dog and pick up a friend that flew in from California. Me, Will, Angela, and our Boston Terrier Bailey had just made it into my home town of Long Beach for some quick shut eye before heading out to WMC when we were hit by a drunk driver. It was terrible. Glass everywhere. Angela’s face was cut, Bailey had glass down in her ears, and will has some serious whiplash. We were scared shitless and the car was jacked!

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As soon as I got out of the car the guy that hit us was offering us cash not to call the cops. He was trashed. It turns out his father was a lawyer in town and he showed up before the police. The guy refused a breathalyser and started acting hurt. EMS was called and he ended up going to the hospital. Though his 4runner had barely a dent in the front.

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After we got the car towed we went to Angela’s brothers house to regroup and have a drink. When we woke up I got on the phone with State Farm and had to prove the guy was liable for the damages. I got it sorted out and got a rental car. We had to go to the Enterprise place and it took about two hours to get the car and get on the road. So as I am typing this we have been on the rad for five hours and we are on the eastern side of Tallahassee. We are all super pumped for Ultra, Edbanger, and Cuban Sandwiches tomorrow. I also filmed some video in the car and I am going to post it to the podcast feed in the next day or so.

Update: We ended up at a little hotel on highway 1 about 100 miles north of miami. Its 2am est. so I think we will end up getting to miami just in time for a nice cuban sandwich. More on this grand adventure tomorrow.

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