At least it wasn't raining

[Sethomas]

Last night I drove 125 miles per hour off an interstate, coming within five feet of a street light. In a convertible with the top down, I rolled 75 feet into a bean field and landed upside-down. The only wound I suffer is a quarter-inch scrape on my right hand.

I really don't know why God feels the need to show off to me so much.