Maybe shouldn’t have had that last beer

No, not me. The goofball who swerved into the ditch in front of our house last night and took out the end of our little-two-brick-high wall.

It actually doesn’t bother me terribly. I have materials to repair the wall, and the guy not only lost the plastic liner to his wheel well, but, by the fact that he didn’t get stuck in the ditch, must have traveling with sufficient velocity to require, at the very least, a serious alignment.

The tow truck approaching in this picture brought a jump-start to our neighbor. I half-expected it to retreat loaded with a car whose front left wheel was hanging loose.

Anyway, in case the driver remembers the incident and returns, I left the wheel well liner there for him.

Carefully cut into five pieces.