Well, yesterday I was going to write this nice long post, somehow related to April Fool's Day, but before I knew it, the day had passed. It was an absolute whirlwind, with two MVAs, fun at the station while we cooked burgers, and a trip to buy supplies for the FD as well as pick up my son.
Fatality MVAs are never fun, but sometimes you just get the sense that the man upstairs or karma or whatever is indeed paying attention and occassionally gently nudges things to try and bring this crazy world back into balance.
I do know that not eating breakfast or lunch and then responding to a MVA with extrication in the hot Texas sun is a guaranteed way to produce sub-optimal results.
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