Charlie went to an all-day sports camp on Thursday, so Claire and I had a girls day at Mall of America.
This happened on the way there (another semi incident). The truck driver was nice and used a bungee cord to tie everything up so it was drivable. I'm pretty much done with this car. It has to be cursed. I'm trying to convince Nick that this car is trying to kill me so I can get something new. He just says that I should stop hitting stuff.
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