I was involved in an accident. Everyone is fine. My car is not.
When I noticed the tiny little flame, I grabbed everything valuable out of my car, like my camera.
I threw out my fire extinguisher a while ago because it was dead.
Nobody else had a fire extinguisher, it would've probably come in handy at this point.
Fortunately the police arrived quickly.
I inhaled some of that. It kind of tastes like burning.
Apparently his extinguisher was dead.
They make us move back. I wonder why?
Another officer shows up, this time with a working extinguisher.
It wasn't good enough, so San Mateo fire shows up.
My car of 8 years is engulfed in flames.
San Mateo Fire gets it done.
84000 miles, fully paid off, full tank of gas, full of memories and good times and is now a smoking hulk of metal and plastic.
