On this day in history, June 6 in the year of our Lord 2011, let it be known that I am a risk taker because I stared a tornado warning in the face and won.
Let's rewind a few days, back track. Miguel drove home from Ladybug's last softball game on a Friday upset because the bumper on his car was falling off due, or course, to his previous car accident. Due to his distractedness we realized Sunday morning that he had left not only the car unlocked but the keys in the ignition in the on position. Might as well flash neon lights:
KT jumped the dead car and all was good.
Miguel left Sunday morning for a "Senior Trip" to SLC . We had him drive our newer car because it is more road worthy. The plan was KT would drive my bug to work and I would drive saggy bumper 2 miles to my work. Monday morning I go to start beater car and all I get is click, click, click. It is dead again. D-E-A-D, dead. No time to call for a ride or a jump lest I be late for work so I jump on my bicycle and book it to work.
Gradually the skies grow dark and heavy as the day progresses. I keep checking the sky and my work load. I finally decide to brave the impending storm and pedal as fast as I can. When I arrive home I learn there had been a tornado warning, and that is the day I looked a tornado warning in the face and won.