You all remember our awesome home teacher, right?
Sunday morning Rachel booked it into the church parking lot (almost on time!) and saw the space next to the Suburban was unoccupied. She threw the car into reverse and backed up ...
Right into our hometeacher's motorcycle!
After the longest Sacrament Meeting (or the shortest?) of her life, we asked Brother Alder to accompany us outside. When we showed him, he laughed and said his bike was a tough old lady. There was nothing wrong with it (confirmed today that it is just fine). There is a rack on the back and that dented our car only (and real good, I might add).
Today the Alders also brought by this card for Rachel AND some rootbeer and icecream so we could have rootbeer floats for FHE.
All this leaves us wondering ... who hit who?
Now, please help a girl out. I know we ALL have similar stories from our "youth" or early driving days (or recent ones - you know who you are). I know my sister could write a book (love ya, Teilani). So in your comments, please leave your story.
We'll let Rachel pick a winner and send you a little sumthin' sumthin'.
The card read "Dear Rachel, We didn't know that you had a WILD side about you. What a WHOPPER of a FISH story! U-NO they say to LOOK for MOTORCYCLES then take a FAST BREAK! Don't be an AIRHEAD and WHATCHAMACALLIT. Have a great day and we love you! Love, the Alders, Paul, Lisa, Courtney, Jeremy, Miranda, and Jonathan.
Larry helped himself to the Whoppers since it was, he rationalized, his car that was damaged!
Now, please help a girl out. I know we ALL have similar stories from our "youth" or early driving days (or recent ones - you know who you are). I know my sister could write a book (love ya, Teilani). So in your comments, please leave your story.
We'll let Rachel pick a winner and send you a little sumthin' sumthin'.
The card read "Dear Rachel, We didn't know that you had a WILD side about you. What a WHOPPER of a FISH story! U-NO they say to LOOK for MOTORCYCLES then take a FAST BREAK! Don't be an AIRHEAD and WHATCHAMACALLIT. Have a great day and we love you! Love, the Alders, Paul, Lisa, Courtney, Jeremy, Miranda, and Jonathan.
Larry helped himself to the Whoppers since it was, he rationalized, his car that was damaged!
20 comments:
Oh my gosh--can I just tell you what AWESOME parents you are? I love that you're not making Rachel feel even more horrible than she already does. And I know how horrible she feels!! I got in more accidents in my teenage years than I care to remember--although my parents and siblings will GLADLY fill you in! And I got in big trouble every time.
Let's see if I can remember them all...
*Was following a truck too closely and the dresser on the back of the truck fell off and dented the grill of my dad's new truck
*Pulled out in front of a truck on a heavily "treed" road and ran into an oncoming car
*Moved my car so I could wash my parents' van and accidentally ran over the concrete culvert at the end of our driveway. I had never even officially driven the car yet but it was almost undrivable after I finished with it
*Before I was even 16, I backed into a post in the garage out back and dented the junkyard car my dad had bought to fix up for me
I'm sure there are more. And heaven knows I could write a post about the accidents I've had since moving out of my parents' home--some are even humorous. (Like the time the cop thought I was a prostitute looking for a "client" as I was leaning in through the car window of the man I hit. Really, it is funny!)
But anyway, Rachel, just remember, you can never have as many accidents as me! :)
Rachel it happens to us all!!! I have a funny one:
The day I pased my drivers licence test I got my parents BRAND NEW suv stuck and wedged against the side of the dmv building! It was so stuck it took pretty much the whole side of my parents new car off!! But Hey I did pass my test 30 minutes later!! HA HA!!
Also this is a sad one:
One time I was coming home from work right as the sun was going down to the point I could not see anything! Well I ran into a dog !! The dog was ok but to this day I feel so bad and I just cried and cried forever about it! I was very careful and cautious so things do happen even when you are a great driver!
I have also taken out a few mailboxes that where all in a row when trying to avoid an animal! And that is a crime! My dad is a sherriff part time so thankfully the mail box incident is not on my records! :)
It is ok stuff happens to us all!
omg, where do I begin? Lets see... when I was 15 I was pulled over in Loren's bitchen camero for speeding at 1 in the morning...Jumped hills in the avenues and ran into a cadillac...backed out of the church parking lot and ran into Monsons car, left some orange paint but it wiped right off!(yes!!)...
You only want ones from my teen years, right? Cuz really, there isn't enough room for all of them...
Rachel...It's lucky you are hot...good things happen to hot people...I swear its true. Thats why you got candy for hitting a motorcycle! My point has been proven!
XOXO
From Brent and Katie Colton - Rachel's cousins -
Larry and Tif,
I can't post bc I don't have a blog account. I made one but never use it and forgot it. But here's my post. Maybe you can post it for me...
Three strikes and I was out -
1 - I was backing up in my high school parking lot to go home after school. While I was checking the cars on my sides, a kid pulled up *right* behind me. I tore into his passenger door with my back bumper. The bad part - this was the one day he happened to have borrowed his parents' luxury SUV.
2 - I parked too close to a car in the same high school parking lot, and the screws holding my license plate left two little screw marks on the bumper of the other car. The bad part - it was a cheerleader's car, and the cops told my parents I was stalking her and her parents almost put a restraining order on me.
3 - I was second in line at a stop sign. There was a huge break, and I assumed the font car would go. I was wrong. I hit the car and rubbed some of my green paint onto its red bumper. The bad part - the driver was a pregnant lady, and later tried to get extra insurance money for it.
Three strikes in one year - I'm out!
Bruce Colton (Brent and Cheryl's kid)
ALSO... My wife Katie's story...
While we were in Utah (after a stupid Utah driver had totaled our car), we got a free rental car in the meantime. Bruce asked the rental guys, and they said we could have a free upgrade if we wanted, since they had some extras. Bruce picked a HUGE extended cab, extended bed, 4-door lifted monster pickup truck. This thing was ridiculous. Bruce had fun driving it. I hated it, because it was too big, and I didn't want to hit anyone. So the next day I'm picking up Bruce from school, and there's only one parking space left. It looks like I'll fit, so I pull in partway. It looks iffy, so I back out and pull in partway again. Still iffy. After maneuvering the truck for about 3 minutes, I finally pull all the way in. There is an awful screeching sound. I look out my passenger window. I see a small S10 mini pickup truck, LIFTED INTO THE AIR on its side, by my truck. The scrape mark was a foot and a half long. The cops showed up, and I broke down into tears. Bruce met me in the parking lot, and drove me home. I am never never never letting us get a big truck again.
Katie Colton
Hi Rachel, After my mission I was going to to our Stake President for a temple interview and to talk to him about changing insurance companies over to him and as I was backing out, I backed out into my dad's new cement concrete structure that later became his garage. I cried went to the interview and he said stay with who you are with and fix your car. So I did. We drove that subaru after we were married for a while until the engine blew.
Even now my dad has an orange caution triangle on the spot I hit. It is alright, you are a great kid.
I think it was personally funny.
Love Lisa
This is Sister O's story of the very first day she got her license.
I was driving a boat of a car (1972Chevy Impala) to pick up my sister from friend's house. But just after I left, while still driving in a residential neighborhood, I realized the back door of the car was jiggling. Well I couldn't very well leave it partially open while I was driving...it wouldn't be safe. So I promptly and efficiently got out of the car and locked the driver side door. So with the car running, I had no way to get in, nor did I have a cell phone (hadn't been invented yet!). So, as I was panicking, a very good looking boy about my age came walking by with his dog. He offered his help, much to my mortification, but to no avail. I finally got the guts up to knock on a stranger's door and use their phone to call my dad. So here comes dad about 15 minutes later, unlocks the car so I can drive to my original destination - 15 blocks away!
So after that hugely embarrassing ordeal. I drive to pick up my sis and happen to drive into the parking lot the wrong way, so that it was virtually impossible for a driving novice like me could actually park the 20 foot long vehicle I had. Somehow I don't remember if I even got parked right or not...I must have blocked it out...anyway, what should have been a 20 minute gig turned into a 2 hour gig!
yep- in my dad's dark green infiniti q45 at my husbands friend joes in the driveway- i backed up and knew i was scratching by his car but i couldn't move- forward was scratching his car- or backward would scratch so i just kept pulling out. it did nothing to my car but left a streak on joes jeep. when he asked me about it i said "nope- look at my car it's just fine" so he said "then why do i have this long dark green streak down the whole side of my jeep!" lol but i think i still never admitted it. it was 8 years ago when i was 16. joe was the best man at our wedding:)
that's the story! leave a heart felt suggestion on my latest post:)
love ya rachel!! hehe
It was a little painful remembering all of my accidents from my teen years. I had a yellow bug that had less than perfect brakes. I once ran into the back of someone at a light. The other person got out, looked at his car and said no harm done and we were both back in our cars before the light changed. My little bug bounced off of other cars.
One time I ran into THE ONLY other vehicle in the parking lot. It was snowing (in Texas!) and my windows were fogged up. I had to go into Godfather's pizza and ask who owned the tricked out truck. Yeah, you know it... he was cute and not real happy that his truck had been hit. Luckily my little bug only came up to the top of his tires. So again, no harm done.
My last one that comes to mind was when I was driving my mom's HUGE van and pulled too close to the curb and coincidentally the mailbox and laid a scratch the whole length of the side of the van. Don't feel bad. It happens to all of us!
I didn't drive much as a teenager, so you get a story from about 3 years ago:)- It was time to pick up junior high aged kids from school, and I would always park along a side street and wait in the car for them to walk the block or so from school. Well, as I was pulling in to park, I misjudged the width of the huge truck (with 2 tires on each side in the back) I was parking in front of, and completely scraped the passenger side of our brand-new van-- I mean it made this horrible noise like nothing I'd ever heard, and the little kids in the van were frightened out their minds thinking the world had just exploded. Oh, and I managed to pop the front hubcab off the truck and give it some good scrapes on the fender. Fortunately, no one was in the truck, so I left a note on the windshield while enduring the stares of the other parents parked along the street waiting to pick up their kids. I get still get ribbed about running into a parked truck:)
Okay Rachel! This is Julia Baker (formerly Julia Layman) Here's mine! In high school my boyfriends car ran out of gas. So I was put in the driver's seat to guide the car while he and friend pushed it off the road and into a parking lot. So I jumped in and I thought to myself "I don't need to adjust the seat because I'm just steering, not using the gas" Unfortunately I wasn't thinking about the brake at all...and since I'm 5'3" and he was 6' 4" my little legs were no where near the brake. Anyway, they get it off the road and we are in the parking lot which is on a slight hill and the car starts going faster than they are and is backing toward a building and they are screaming to brake...I'm down under the steering wheel but can't find it and I smashed the car into an office building...luckily brick so it didn't go through a wall or something. Anyway, all the people in the building came out to see what happened, the trunk was smashed up, and my boyfriend and his friend had to help me out from under the dash. Then the most dumbest part...it's a stick...so there was a giant parking brake right next to me the whole time and everyone is like "why didn't you just use that". I am a genius:-) Also, big sister tattle tale moment...Annah hit a car in the church parking lot!! She's in France so she can't tell you that herself...but she did!
Rachel- After Tracy and I were married, Jake wasn't born yet. We had our friends over and they pulled in our driveway. We were renting a home. My friend and I decided to go get something from the store. We walked out the front door and I saw where they were parked. We were talking and got in the car still talking. I turned on the car and started to back out still talking, and yes you can guess it forgot their car was back there. By the time I stopped I was side by side with their car and my friend was pinned in the passenger side of my car! Not pretty but it is life.
This is for you and your mom cause I know it annoys the H*%# out of her: "Come What May and Love It"
Gonna miss you guys so much!!!!
Julie
I don't have a horror story about running in to something, I have backed in to grocedry carts at Walmart, Bishop Larson's purple van that I couldn't see in the dark parking lot and I have hit my fair share of curbs throwing off the alignment in my car. Here is my 'blonde moment' in drving.
I was 17 and going to Morp with a bunch of my friends. I drove that night and I had dark blue 1987 Oldsmobile Cutless, I think it was the only non cadillac I drove in high school and I loved that car. We named it "Blue Thunder" Anyway, for the dance we did this huge fun scavendure hunt as part our activity to get us to where we were going to eat dinner. After about an hour or so of running around we stopped at my house for something. My car could still run if you took the keys out of the ignition. My house was locked so I hurried and pulled my keys out of the car, unlocked the house, got what I needed and left. We got to the park where we were to have a picnic dinner with our group of at least 20 and my keys were still in the door at home. Oh and the food was, oh yeah in the trunk of my car that I didn't have the keys for. My brother had to bring them to me and by the time we ate dinner it was cold. I felt horrible and I had many people waiting on me. Doh!!!
So Rachel, you are not alone we all hit things and be glad it was Paul Alder and that they were so sweet and kind about it. Love you girl!
2 stories from Tonia:
1. I was with my mom in our huge station wagon (I was driving) and pulled into a parking spot. The car to my left started rising in the air and I thought "wow, that's weird -I wonder why it's doing that?". After I parked I realized I had left a huge crease down the side of the cadillac I was parking next to. My mom and I laughed so hard I thought we were gonna pee our pants (and yes, I left a note for the cadillac owner)
2. My brother Jon had just spent $2,000 restoring his '72 bug. He let me take it out one night and to pay him back for his kindness I decided to fill it up with gas. As I pulled out of the gas station I failed to notice the gigantic, flourescent yellow concrete pillars that protect the gas pumps and ripped the entire running board and rear wheel fender from his car!
So sorry Rachel. Here's my story...
My parents have a really steep driveway. Really steep! I had just turned 16 and was going to a Christmas party with my friends. I hopped in their newer Honda Accord when I realized I forgot the present I was going to give. I put the car in neutral so I could leave it running, pulled the emergency break up until the light indicated that the break was on. Well, I must not have pulled it up far enough because when I hopped out of the car, the car started rolling down the really steep driveway, I started chasing after it to no avail, it was headed for the neighbors house! Their bedroom in fact! Luckily when it went over the curb, it shifted a little and hit a giant tree in their yard, It smashed the back of the car into the backseat. It was awful. My parents were so understanding and glad that I was okay and didn't drag myself down with the car, but I felt so bad. We went to tithing settlement later that night and the bishop told my parents they had over- paid for my two brothers who were serving missions at the time. They got $700 back and they pointed out how Heavenly Father was watching out for us by providing that little miracle. I am still amazed to this day that they didn't kill me, they were surprisingly cool about the whole thing. The neighbors did have to cut their beautiful tree down, I killed it, but I'm just glad I didn't kill them or someone walking or driving by!
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Okay, Okay, I'll add mine...
Well, the first day I was out driving , got home and had a flat tire - right in front of our house!
I believe it was the next day, I (I was driving a beast - '66 Ford galaxy) - ran into a parked car, pretty hard, and it ran into and over the owner's mailbox. My boyfriend was with me and left (yes, just walked right off and left me). I had to go up to the front door and say that I was sorry I hit their parked car, which in turn ran over their mailbox. then I asked to use their phone so I could call my step dad. So embarrassing!!!
My step dad (who was also my driving teacher) told me he was glad I had a wreck... he thought I was WAY too cocky and needed some humbling. It worked :)
You are now one of "us" Rachel and can someday share your humiliation to help someone else feel better :)
Rachel,
I could comment on your mother and Aunt Teilani and their driving when they were younger, but to save face for them....knowing that they will be part of the ones who will pick my resthome.... I will refrain from dredgin up things in the past.
Now you have that one you can check off your list of things to do as a teenager. So you can just move on and not worry about it.
Love you
Gpa Hathaway
Okay, so the first time I backed out of my driveway, neither I nor my mother knew which way I was supposed to turn the wheel to straighten out. There was all sorts of shouting then a WHACK. I had knocked over my neighbors' mailbox. Luckily, my mom is her visiting teacher and they were totally cool with it. They didn't eve let us pay for a new one!
~Brooke
Rachel - So sorry . . . it really does happen to all of us. I have 3 tales of my own. Every one of them I felt like I was going to die with embarrassment, scared, nervous, horrible guilt feelings. You will recover!!!!
I will just say that if it wasn't for a car wreck when I was 16, I might not have ever gotten married! (Yes, Brent was in the car with me, and he was injured worse than I was, but it gave him a great excuse to call me everyday to see how I was doing!)
Cheryl
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