The Dangers of Pine Cones.

I should never get a new vehicle. Ever.

This morning I walked out to get into the car and lo and behold...the windshield is cracked.

It was parked in the driveway. Under the pine tree. Thank you, Nature, for costing me almost $400.

This is the third car I've owned, and the third glass I've had to replace. The first was a rear window after some jackoff threw a piece of concrete through it. The second was a windshield when a truck kicked up a stone and broke it, and now this one.

Plastic windshields. That's what I need.

*Sigh* - happy Friday to me.