Usually I am a superb driver, but with my sister and my nieces in the car, my level of distraction and excitement is through the roof. We headed to dinner Sunday night at our favorite burger place and were discussing a store that just closed on the opposite side of the street. I began to turn into the restaurant parking lot and was not paying full attention to my driving. I hit the median and busted up the bottom door paneling of my Volvo.
Based on my reaction, you would have thought that I had accidentally ran over a pedestrian.